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Date Added: May 13, 2017 23:05:05 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The Ritual
Being observed, 
makes you feel undressed, naked. 
A linear, ramp rage 

Pieces of time 
fall in your mouth. You start behaving 
erratically. Hawthorne effect? 
You know how sharp, stout 
are the stings? 

Testicles shrink. 
The unrelenting zero burns the fat. 
The emptiness was howling. 
Time was dying, 
and dying was time.
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