ingrained in my memory, i couldn't exorcise you if i tried.
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I can't tell whether it was prophetic or just fantasy.
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a fundamental disconnect from the world
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He shifted into gear and flew into impressive commotion.
Shattered brain patterns, heart palpitations, diseased lungs, inability to recognize speech
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honesty. i wear my heart on my sleeve.
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