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there's this jellyfishstuck in my headhe swims there day and nightand lights up the darkinside of my skulla bioluminescent, fluorescent jellyfishswollen and pinkhe likes to shock me
So many hands My skull itchng and scratching Pulling me apart!     (A skull surrunded by ands in picture)
Times has that your lamp scattered in your brain dying the Thabor last of your life: times also makes it is extinct and i leave you the death of his countenance.
It sits in hard, smooth splendor   There was a face here   Once       The wisdom of years and years   Shriveled down to a compact plastic  
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