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The Effects of Media On a Traumatised Brain

I had the strangest of dreams They happend in the land overseas Usually called the land of the free Even though I have never been There were familiar people and daddy issues My father tried to pick some prostitutes Then puked on my bed In real life he is a strong christian Familiar sins , disorders, secrets and bad feelings My childhood crush was trans sexual I did her like I Wanted to impress her Rubbed her dick then did the deed I was Into that I felt some shame but I am glad it happened I see no sin in that except the things we do for love In real life my girlfriend is sleeping cute like a bear It is so sad there really is no God here A whole dispenser water bottle was full of Bourbon liquor Ash on the table it looked like we had a party it was clear In real life am not even American Yet My dreams happen in America Is this just media or am I going to need a doctor Is it just Netflix plus Pornhub and a dirty crush on Contra It is just media and maybe I should keep the trauma Gives me nice poems from a America In real life it's 2am in Kenya

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