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Poem of a young woman’s cope with trauma |
| The Ital Skank says: Way back when in Rome, We used to dance with stars, Bad medicine turned me away - We used to dine not far from here, From my forehead came a light, A beam of a triangle, Producing strange synthesis. The terrors come in shakes of fear, Listen very carefully and you will hear Something near. I was just a young back then, O’ I was just a young one, back then, Bad medicine turned me away, Bad medicine turned me away. |