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3:21 and you want to pull your eyeballs down over you eyelids and curl them up like blueberry crepes because the irises are like blueberries and you start to feel hungy and you wonder if you bit into your eyeball would it taste like a blueberry but then you remember your eyes are hazel so maybe they'd taste like kiwi but have you ever heard of a kiwi crepe? no matter, you tell yourself, no mind as you try to think about going to sleep but something won't let you and you think about all that you left behind when you disappeared (because isn't that what you wanted, to disappear?) well maybe but school's in session, the kids are in and you've got to got to got to get it together so you can see some things do some things get things done and
your brain feels like a kiwi crepe.
terrific.
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