A Sting in the Tail

Your thoughts begin to interlock, Surroundings yet again the same; Then suddenly a cold, hard shock, As neurons fire up in pain.   Surroundings yet again the same, Defensively you start to clutch; As neurons fire up in pain, You flinch at every lingered touch.   Defensively you start to …

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