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I am one of the injured
A tear blurs flesh
Dissolving
Like an injured dog
Like wasted limbs
Get smaller
Pain is the stimulus of pain
But then of course nothing is cured
This is the world now
Move a fin and the world turns
Sit in a chair and pictures change
Try to eat us
And get trapped
Or injured
Just
I am one of the injured   A tear blurs flesh   Dissolving   Like an injured dog   Like wasted limbs   Get smaller   Pain is the stimulus of pain   But then of course nothing is cured   This is the world now   Move a fin and the world turns   Sit in a chair and pictures change   Try to eat us   And get trapped   Or injured   Just
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