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I can no longer feel anything with enough intensity to make it poetic, or even worthwhile.

How many generations until people get fed up with safe tamed contained lives and algorithm-fed corporate garbage once again?

I can distract myself, but can I stop feeling guilty?

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I messed up my medication, instead of taking one of each I was taking two of the same and none of the other... who knows for how long... is that why I feel no change?

Added The Operation, 1995 movie directed by Jacob Pander and Marne Lucas.

It wasn't as peaceful as I tell people.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

Paralyzed.

Suffocating from the things I didn't do.

Do I like you or just your troubles?

Such a familiar melancholy, I'm so enthralled by your sickness.

I already failed today, but one day I'm gonna make it.

They fear desensitization.