phoenix {rising}
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There
<<2003-04-15 - 6:54 p.m.>>

Forget it ever happened. I'm fine.

By which I mean I can't stop and I want to.

There's a hard, alien drive in my ribcage. I've got that I-know-why-people-take-drugs feeling. You go without knowing why. Crawling my own edges.

Self-indulgent and meta-self-indulgent.

Stuck in the jitters. Can't think about anything but my own discomfort. Stop, stop, STOP.

Will this too pass?

Tell me it will.

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