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My Skull Is In Animation

My skull animates I see it talking, chewing, chuckling, Moving right and left Sometimes with horrible gape It wants eating everything; I see and I am wonder of it People around me also see it But they take it normally, They are not bothered A little bit even indirectly, They are in eternal oblivion; How will I be normal? When I see it bites my own hands, Cuts into pieces, Makes me bleeding, Sometimes I am swooned; Yet I am alive! My skull is in animation.

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Date: 9/27/2016 10:17:00 AM
Great one, Thank you
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Date: 9/26/2016 5:58:00 AM
Interesting ...
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Muzahidul Reza
Date: 9/26/2016 6:53:00 AM
Thank you dear Probir Gupta