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Qjure
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Mind
Sunny.
Torn, blocked.
Obvious.
Small and delicate.
Annoyed.
It is enough;
Expansive feeling, joyful, full of atmosphere.
My space, my outspread is taken from me.
Anger about it, but I don`t speak it out.
Want to put me in the foreground.
Flowers are pitted – the feeling is the same.
The blooms drift apart, disillusioned.
Quit it, want to be left alone.
Discontent, it is to much now.
Be forced.

General
Sensation: heaviness.
Energy: tired; no more vigour.

Body
Head: dull.
Rectum: worms.