Behaviour

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Paralytic (1)

It happens. Will it go on?/ My mind a rock,/ No fingers to grip, no tongue,/ My god the iron lung/ / That loves me, pumps/ My two/ Dust bags in and out,/ Will not/ / Let me relapse/ While the day out...
Ariel


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