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some days
a fucking
forest fire
rages uncontrollably
can't be doused
for anything
and then
stillness on
others
feeling parts
of what i
perceive
to be me
just keep
floating away
and getting thinner
in the air
nothing registers
the way it should
a perverse streak
of something
inside me
eats at
me
and i lose
myself to it.