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I hate everything which
is coming from my head.
Nothing is connecting
the way that I want it to.
What’s happening to me?
I’ve been off all week.
Nothing is connecting.
Everything is disordered.
I can’t seem to get a firm grasp
on my ideas. I just want to
lay down somewhere
and sleep until I’ve come up
with something worth
putting into words.

-r. miller

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