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NUX VOMICA

No worries here
No sheltered tear
No earnest foretelling
Of what's to come yelling
Screaming of forgotten truth
Skating down the hill of youth
And all throughout this stratosphere
The presence has been made painfully clear
Triumph of those bright and unobservable dreams
Mending enigma, those soft and caressing seams
Dissolving this mortal plague that was herein
Blissful birth in the arms of strychnine
Driving down the path of death
Crying in this bath of sweat
Of this remembered gift
No dysrhythmical rift
No more of this fear
No regrets here