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My mothers milk was milk of the Poppy.

KurtAurelius

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Morpheus guided me into his sleep,
The careful caress of a Alkaloids effects,
Methylated Morphine and its warmth.

Phosphate Pellets simulate a childhood,
Morpheus allowed me to dream of,
Mother gave them for a back pain,
But she had alleviated the rest of it.

In the Handbag at that house,
I could always find another Phosphate Communion,
Even in a life away, I could commune once again for no real reason at all.

No sensation so fleeting achieves anything,
A waking dream to waste another day,
990 out of 3000, and I say it’ll be okay after that,
I will take another trip away, and we will see how long it’ll be.

Happy Valentines Day, KA-14/02/26
 
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