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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Pronounced side effect upon my dreams... courtesy Fluoxetine hydrochloride Fluoxetine Hcl (C17H18F3NO·HCl) known as Selective Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitor (SSRI), especially prescribed to treat depression, panic disorder, and obsessive-compulsive disorder the above symptoms profoundly experienced by yours truly said prescription medication seriously impacts sleep (mine). Debilitating panic attacks wrought (particularly years gone by) physiological displeasures chiefly constituting vertigo, racing heart, nausea, excessive perspiration, adrenaline coursing thru body, whereby Prozac (brand name regarding aforementioned synthesized chemical) ameliorated unbearable, unmanageable, untenable... earth-shaking, devastating, and crushing manifestations disabling, exhausting, jackknifing... functionality hijacking life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness. Essentially yours truly experiences dilemma analogous to sleep deprivation, cuz ofttimes upon arising, I feel utterly tuckered out, exhausted, bushed... thus zapped body, mind and spirit ill suited to physical, mental or spiritual endeavor subsequently lovely bones (mine) (pine to join grateful dead) rather than feebly kickstart lame effort to write, read or meditate. Thus respecting Sir Isaac Newton's first law of motion a (human) body at rest inertia keeps said entity at rest. Interestingly enough as daylight doth wax and wane casting dark shadows upon urbane countenance buzzfeeding hidden reservoir exerting estimable energy decreasing arduous strain therefore purposefulness, I seek renewable resource to imbue garden variety generic doubting thomas and ordain him (i.e. me) with spontaneous magnificent grandiloquent enlightenment ala Orson Welles Citizen Kane laughable comparison linkedin with story extraordinaire quite insane September 4th, 2020 insight one can gain perchance even coaxing passable poem from deep within Matthew Scott Harris' brain.
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