I just drank coffee, god. Just an energy drink, papa. Why am I manic? My bank account ran out. Why do I have a million dollars in my head? The sun is brighter than normal, and I hear the birds. I flew over the rainbow, so why should I swallow a white pill. I blacked out, doctor. What caused it? Skill? Your brain is limited. It's suffocating your soul. You're manic. You will heal.
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