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Errant Thought #1

It’s dangerous

Being vulnerable

Opening doors long since locked with keys rusted such that a quarter turn could shatter what little hope that was left

Squinting because retinas don’t remember what light is

A mirage exists because the brain no longer remembers how to interpret the information

So misleading

And yet lead by these errant thoughts

Spinning out of control and bouncing around the mental cavity

Playing pong between the ears

Ping

Pong

Ding

Dong

The witch is dead

But which is dead

Wincing from the strain in my head

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Follow my Train of Thought at your own Peril.

"Be O.K."

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