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Stream of Thoughts
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Weird the hits just dont keep coming... my mind is running rampant in innuendo.. coincidences entangled with visuals, quickly-absorbed hints and phrases triggering... random and intense thoughts... overwhelmed.. flooded.. drowning in a passion nearly sinful in it's frequency... feeling drugged into a coma-like trance called daydreaming... never at will.. the reason having lost it's own way
