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don't say NUTHIN' to a looney........
paranoia rules that head........
foul, disgusting chatter spews....
unfortunate...that soul is dead.....
the mask comes off.....what is revealed?
warped, sad anger.........slime congealed........
imagined 'center' of a universe? ?
what the hey.....things could be worse...
could've lost, say, sense of humor......
ooooooooooops......earlier words confirmed that rumor.....
hit and run...don't wanna 'look bad'.........? ?
shoulda thought of that.....before going mad........
in the meanwhile, check the fax........
look in that mirror........then relax.......
recommended treatment: give that overwrought imagination some cessation.........things are pooling.........
best wishes for the return of your sanity.... you ain't no fun in your present condition....! !
delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
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