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The algorithm of my being dictates a gravel-fill heart,
the bitterness of lime pith.

Sipping raspberry lemonade, tasting non-existant lips.

"What if it never gets better?", they asked.
"Make believe."

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(note:dialogues)

(the exchanges in my journals are not external, but internal - a constant debate between the superego and the id.)