In the farthest city light:
Cars slosh down the street in the night rain.
I have walked down this road and back again.
The wind howling sounds like I live on the edge of the world.
Slosh howl slosh howl howl slosh howl.
Twilight speaks.
Out Of Denial
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In the last week or so most of the voices have gone and I have been waking
up to the fact that I have been in a psychotic state for the last two to
thre...
2 weeks ago
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