And this is my brain on Zyrtec.

Any questions?

My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my
In the name of my
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Word.

AND THANK YOU SO MUCH
FOR READING ALONG!
And please remember,
Sang Lee is dead.

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wouldn’t you say?
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