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Morning calls for pain relief,
A line above the step beneath
The worst that you could do.
And the best that you could hope for
Is hardly the best.
Tepid water chase your pills with turpentine and chamomile
And don't be cheap on the wine.
You need to be up
All of the time.
Shield your eyes,
Conceal your lies.
Don't blink.
Everyone's watching.
They'll think you're up to something.
They need for you to be
Everything they cannot
Be themselves.
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