etching

an aching kind of baking:
the oven has fallen on you.
geocentric retrominds
shall lose the truth.
I'm running, yeah,
I'm fleeing, yeah,
on neural fluid, water-skiing, yeah.
it etches in your brain,
it etches in your brain.
therapy is free...
for the endothermic people...

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