▪️~Seeing things~▪️

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As if trapped in a movie,
One that is in black in white; worth a nickel, no more than a dime, I don't enjoy watching this movie.
Yet it plays constantly, straining me eyes, makes things go medley bye- various things go unexplainably ire.
The movie seems to pause, it pauses quite often, this is no more than a meager detail- yet it's one that holds me attention. Stop. Go. Stop. Go.
The movie plays once more, I need to stop this movie from playing. I leave the comfort of my seat. Crush it. Hit it. Slice it. Cut it.
The movie's over.
I hate seeing things.
That's why I'll no longer be seeing.

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