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bunch The Crystal Clear Nightmare: Meth and Fear's Embrace The twisting inside just won't calm. It's like a beast gnawing at your mind, a constant weight that crystal methamphetamine poem? neverremits. You try to run the dread, but it's lurking just below the veil. It's methamphetamine's curse on your sanity, twisting you into a whirlpool of fea

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