MY HEAD IS EXPLODING I WANT TO WRITE I WANT TO WRITE THE WORDS OUT UNTIL I ROLL WITH THE CITY INSTEAD OF BEING ROLLED OVER BY IT; EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE IN RETROSPECTIVE FUTURESPECTION; I WANT TO MAKE MY CHARACTERS DANCE AND I WANT THE WORDS TO SHOUT AND TO HURT AND TO HURT UNTIL THEY MAKE BEAUTIFUL WONDERFUL PAINFUL IMMENSITY BREAK OVER THE PAGE
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