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1st July '12

The nightmare returns
     strikes me hard
                    I'm an invalid now.

Nothing matters now
     Nothing seeps through
                    gets through me.

Someone else fired the missiles
          and I became a casualty.

Everything's unsound
     the mind's undependable
          is like the time machine
               senile, unaware
                    living in different zones
                         in different moods
                              with deficient emotions.