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limbic caraphernelia morning, i woke up to a fatal numbness — that grapples me like chainsaw in a witch trial. i could feel the limbic caraphernelia, they turn me into Böcklin canvas, and i sit right up, my body aching — the faint winter sunlight... – *by Anurima Mukherjee*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

morning, i woke up
to a fatal numbness —
that grapples me like chainsaw
in a witch trial.

i could feel the limbic caraphernelia,
they turn me into Böcklin canvas,
and i sit right up, my body aching —
the faint winter sunlight...

– by Anurima Mukherjee

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