.Dr. Lindsay:
"Oh, isn't it nice, falling and hating me!
Here, breathing the air through Lindsay's trachea!
Oh, rendered and torn, spilling my glass to the floor...
Hands in my hair, pulling and patiently dying...
'Why are you here? ' were my words and I screamed them.
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