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Four: - obviously after the first three.
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Instantly, I turn forward --- Suddenly,
In front of me, there was something horrid.
I could not bear to look. It was ugly
And repulsive, and I had to get rid
Of that feeling in my head: the pounding.
This wonderful pounding was stinging my eyes
And this wonderful hammer was breaking
My sinuses, and cracking open lies
In the charcoal covered walls of my mind.
--- (Can this really be happening to me?) ---
I want to know if I can truly find
The solution to what I hate to see,
Maybe I am just hungry for an end
To these things that I --- in my head --- had bent.
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influenced posthumously