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May 1
If madness had a son,
he'd name it insanity.
Pain and anger would be his siblings.
His sister would be named maladaptive, day dreaming she would cause.
Hallucinations would be her twin.
Bitterness and pride would be their brethren.
Written by
AWURAA
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