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Panacea

Panacea

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Writer,

you watch me

Through the lens

of your camera,

And paint me beautiful.


You take me,

to locations exotic,

Read me like a poem,

and recite me like your story.


The mad man,

you ask me to cure you of your illness.

Tell me,

how should I kill myself?


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