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Snake Oil

I heard all the anecdotes on antidotes but I wanted my therapy done chemically so much that, in an approximation of intoxication my judgments blurred uncertainties with a whispered ‘allegedly’ spectacular vernacular, jailed - minus crime or credibility capital cliches of an amateur poet, inevitably a teenagers growing phases annotated in the vaguest of chosen but stolen phrases regurgitated words and statements the morbidity of authenticity that is lexicon-artistry http://samnicholasharrison.tumblr.com/

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