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Twas 1:30 on a December afternoon,

as I sat here in the clinic room.

Jazz played on my CD,

as Ketamine tries to free me

What did I find in the digital milieu?

A warm-hearted Counters Arts salutation,

inviting connection from any station.

My lollipop is absorbed,

but my mind is assured

by the warmth of an open invitation.

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Unperson Pending
Unperson Pending

Written by Unperson Pending

There is no god. No one can demonstrate otherwise.

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