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ask me why there's green slime coming out of the spigot in the center of the cemetery and ask me why i installed a faucet when i don't know how to Yes, you do... ask me why i've cut shapes into my nail beds so that when my nails grow there's a pattern of arches in a ladder on them with no vertical lines only repeated semicircles that come for years and years Like latitude lines! around the Earth... ask me why outside the door, you heard me talking for hours when there was no one else in the room and you stayed and listened because you thought it was funny you told me telepathically but you don't remember well, i never remember anything That's okay, we all don't... (Except for me! I remember everything...) so ask me why i hear vehicle sounds come through one ear and out the other at 4 am when i'm lying in bed i'm lying and my father is in our light gray basement cutting wood and knick-knacks but i hear aliens, not power saws Slow down! I don't understand... and my dad doesn't cut wood Why do you blabber on and on? and doesn't even own a power saw i know, i've tried to find it

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