woke up with aching hands,
something was pulling me back,
i kept saying that i didn't understand.
and everything was double
or even twice as that.
i honestly thought, ok,
this is what death finally feels like.
substances and i do not mix .
why do i even try?
here's to a long day of deciphering.
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