There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ships smoke on the horizon, you are only coming through in waves, your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin. When I was a child I had a fever, my hands felt just like two balloons. Now I got that feeling once again. I cant explain, you would not understand, this is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb.
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