...and I'm out of pills.
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soft rhythm
water patterning consciousness
ophelia and raindrops
her skin is soft
tonight there is no iceglow
only darkness and this
swift falling liquid
hunger keeping sleep away
between notes
breathing the music that
beats aching faster
pain returns too soon
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