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Jack O’ Lantern spooking its yellow-tinted beams of augmented light at me Augmented reality, an alteration, no, an altercation of what is deemed to be real By the people that my conscious mind detects and me…  
Are you really you? Creature of my image seen Tangibly nothing
curled up i sat in a bleached hospital bed frightened like never before listening to the doctor  tell a nine year old girl that she had
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