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Chapter 20: - - - -
[ February 20, 2003 ++ 7:26 p.m. ]

Take me by the hand/ we'll go right under/ Take me by the hand/ we'll touch the fire. They whisper into our ears/ words we cannot hear./ They touch us in places/ we do not feel.

Never a frown./ Just druged to the brain./ Don't take me down with you/ don't drag me down with you/ don't let me drown with you.

I wear new skin./ Like the fetus in your uterus feeding off of you./ And I watch you shrivel up/ Like the fish without water./ And you smell/ Like the putrid apple./ I wear new skin.

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