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She says, "I'm sick. My heart is giving way to my gut.
I can feel it burn and it dances with my stomach acids.
I no longer walk, but stumble through crowds like a monster.
I am a monster, with no hair and no energy and no hope.
I am the victim of this disease and a victim of you and I burn in effigies of your compromise.
And when you see me, wars break out in my throat, on my tongue, and I throw up bits up china."
He asks, "The country or the dinnerwear?"

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