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juxtapose your inhibitions, just

suppose this black cloud hovers over,

only over you. reinvent yourself as

someone else, your identity

is your own creation. breath

into your bubble, deprive

your thoughts of oxydgen,

revive your placid self with

consequence. tar filled barrels

burn, rust encassed car bumpers

drop, from elevated heights. these

things pin you down, wrap around

the cell you have crawled into.

crowded houses make for momentary

changes.