Get out of mouth now.

This is not yours.

You keep prodding at my gums, don't you get it?

They're sensitive.

I don't floss. 

I can see you past the surgical mask, behind the goggles that you keep foggy with a steam of egotistical pomposity. 

You're framed by a white room, white clothes, white breaths, because everything inside of that is dirty.

A living cavi...

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