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the whistling of my body’s engines makes men go deaf when i crack my joints they scream. i can’t take steps down the street without knocking down buildings. the last time i yawned i sucked a small oak into my lungs the branches of which still grow up my throat. writers tried to warn of the natural disaster girl but people jus thought they were speaking in metaphor, i won’t be stopped.
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