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Weight that’s pressing on my chest
Ever downward does compress
Ears that ring and head too light
Tiny demons with needle fangs that bite

Like Gulliver in Lilliput
Trying to stand but feel forsook
Head spinning, spinning round
Feel my life ebb into ground

Where is man I once was?
Just to sit makes my head buzz
Turmoil that fills me up
Dear Lord, why this Eucharistic Cup?

Time eats my body
And wine besots my brain
Even cold sober
Feel inane

Hard to breathe
Can barely think
Why hast thou abandoned?
Is what mind shrieks

Mortal coil
to cast off
When hope is gone
All is lost

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