I miss everything even my milk teeth,
From before I got overwhelmed by discourse.
If my deciduous years are an aperitif,
Then shit is my main course.
So I have nothing more to give,
Now I am scared of narrative.
Let me stay still now.
Now I have more to do,
Than just remain inside my room.
Leave me alone now.
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