I have a selection
Of tiny packets
Bottles
That rattle
Trinkets
Coated in colours
Sugars
Hiding bitter flavours
Maybe
A different combination
Will cure
The evils
Make me normal
I line them up
One by one
What if
I take
Them all
Will I be cured
Or gone?
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