Pathology from Pulitzer Prize by This City Called Earth

Holy Hell is it hot outside, I’m working now but if the Earth doesn’t let up, my insides are going to fry.

Have you ever been burnt to the core, inside and out? It’s a whole thing and that can’t be overstated.

Let’s replace the heartache with cramps in the stomach.
Obligatory living and there, you have a recipe for adulthood.
Growing up is not for the feint of heart, and most certainly not inclined for 12-year-olds of all ages.
Yes, you’ll adapt, but that little kid isn’t going anywhere.
Prove me wrong and I’ll turn a blind eye in authentic aesthetic, submit that you’ll follow some aspect of my pathology anyways.
You’ll decline the notion that I’ve seen you. Instinct is the primary for core survival, habitat for self-preservation. Undermined costs for higher function.

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