Everything about my house is normal
I said it so quietly it makes me question whether I said it at all
Floating above myself watching
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inconclusive nightmare
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eating cookies by the lake
where I watched tiny boats glide on sad songs
I love the taste of angry dreams
soft sheep are a poor weapon
why do i need this
it was all too gentle
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I will not tell you
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about my
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