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YOUR DAYCARE TEACHER RETURNING FROM MUNICH LANDING AT GREATLAKES TRAIN STATION FINDING A JOB AS THE QUARTER GIRL WITNESSING THE ULTIMATE WITH MY EYES CLOSED EARS OPEN YES SILENCE SECRECY DEATH OCCURS DEATH PLOTTED DEATH OCCURS WHERE ARE YOU WHO ARE YOU KAY TELL US WHAT YOU SAW TELL US WHAT YOU HEARD HERE WRITE IT HERE KAY YOU ARE SAFE HERE DEAR KAY ARE YOU ALRIGHT HONEY CAN YOU PASS THE KLONOPIN TWO BARS OF BUSPRIONE A LEXAPRO WITH A LAMOTRIGINE ON TOP OH A FEW OLANZIPRINE DIM THE LIGHTS A BIT QUIET LOWER YOUR BITTERNESS IT'S A DRAFT IN HERE A WARM WRAP COMFY YOU ASK ME OF ARSON MURDERS A TAILOR SHOP A CAB STAND FBI WIRE TAPS INSTALLED ON MY UNBORN CHILD IS THE BABY BREATHING CAN YOU HEAR THE HEART BEAT CAN YOU TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN MY HEART BEAT AND MY FETUS TOO LATE NOW HER BRAIN AND SPINE IS DAMAGED AND ME WELL I'M SHATTERED BUT DON'T YOU DARE SAY A WORD HIDING THIS BRUTAL ILLNESS KEEPS ME AMONG THE LIVING I AM ONE HEART BEAT FROM NON EXISTENCE SO YOU ASK ME WHY I AM SILENT I HEAR LOUD HEART BEATS CAN YOU HEAR THEM CYPROHEPTADINE HELPS WITH THE NIGHTMARES DO YOU HAVE NIGHTMARES THEY ARE OKAY I MEAN YOU GET USE TO THEM IT'S THE ONLY WAY TO TELL IF YOU'RE STILL ALIVE OR NOT BECAUSE YOU CAN'T SMELL OR TASTE A NIGHTMARE SHATTERS MY SOUL TO OPEN MY EYES DREAMING WHILE AWAKE NARCOLEPSY SINKS IN THE DREAM BECOMES SO VIVID YOU CAN TOUCH THE STARS THAT FELL ONTO YOU BED SPREAD TRY AND PICK THEM UP YOU JUST CAN'T BELIEVE YOU AS ACTUALLY ASLEEP WITH YOUR EYES WIDE OPEN NUVIGIL ARMODAFINIL KEEPS ME AWAKE ALL DAY JUST SO I COULD SLEEP AND NOT DREAM REM SLEEP GRAVELY INTERRUPTED YOU ARE A SPECIAL AGENT OR A SPECIAL NEEDS AGENT HOW DO YOU COPE WITH PTSD ANXIETY DISORDER PANIC DISORDER DEPRESSIVE DISORDER HAVE YOU EVER WENT TO WORK AND CRIED ALL DAY IN FRONT OF SUPERVISORS CO WORKERS ITS AWFUL I NEVER FELT SO USELESS YOU HOPE PEOPLE IGNORE YOU JUST LOOK AWAY TEARS BUCKLE YOU OVER YOU CAN'T GO BACK TOMORROW YOU'RE JUDGED FOR BEING BROKEN YOU COULD GO TO TALK THERAPY STAND UP AND SHARE HI I AM BROKEN I WORE WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM CORRUPT COPS SELLING DRUGS FOR GANGS KAY YOU ARE SAFE NOW
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