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drunk on delusion,
blinded by illusion.
deaf from pollution
           the noise, the noise
the sound of agony from the sinners, floating in the styx.
the leevees of my mind collapse
a katrina in my ears
I curl into a ball and plug my ears, desperate for relief from the myriad of cries.

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