This yearning…
to feel something else,
something other,
than what we are
made of
for life time
at Earth.
Distraction
Sensation
Addiction
to changes,
a new excrement of
excitement
to death…
Illusion
Protection
from pain,
and knowing
all others
about dysfunction
dwelled on...
The breakage,
the blockages
in the cells,
the mask,
the failure
to reach
for help…
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