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occipital fracture iii

eyes relax
too many pills
I watch my hallucination change
there's this little creature
transparent 
and he's folding or making something
as if in an assembly line
I think he's the creator of thoughts
that inner voice thats always talking
helping move conversations along
never shuts up
the little stream of consiousness being
inside my head
(what a fucking trip, man)
Written by noonenothingnone (nathan i)
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