40 Proof Distorsion

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i
   recall spinning lavender sounds, midsummer's lucid parody.
feel
   heartbeats tasting dark white, explosive moon rise.
pain
   conspiring gentle shrill visions, fire chilled thoughts.
within
   my mind's contriving touch, acrid silent crash.
me,
   distrusting death's deafening smell, alluring memory numbness.

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