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i find little torments in my mind
and i shape them, bathe in them, wrap myself with them
because sometimes i only find comfort
in the pains i manufacture for myself
to remind myself that i feel intensely
that here i have control over the horrors - ones that i conjure
that here i'm no longer subject
to the ruin and fear i found myself in
here i have dominion
and it's a terrible place
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