I'm still disconnected...
My bleeding pores and clammy hands have given way to flaking ashy skin and the hollowed (yeah right) cavities of my gaunt cheeks have welcomed back the calorific horrors of my decadent blameless 'liveable' life of surplus.
I'm still with you pain, red bleeding ground of multifarious deaths and counterintuitive citrus fruit...
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