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The steps of losing your mind

You stare. 
Thinking isn’t your game, anymore.
Wait for the next reflex to barge in.

Stare.

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Too blue to breathe

Blended is thy blue and sly be the cue
one flew over two,
resting in peace a few,
me and me and me and me and you.

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