CHEMICAL IMBALANCE

It turns off for a second. There’s a tick in me. There’s blood there’s vibration And sound. It tilts to the left of me Or the right of me. They say chemical imbalance … If you are whole And you balance all Elements on your head with Precision You know too much of a calloused world Or too little. I am the tightrope, I am the center Cam Ie

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