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Strung out in the hammock, gunpowder heart hammering, deep slumber blue lips tense veins.

Wide eyes, intricate nothings, empty glass full ashtray bursting brain.

The pharmacy's always open.

This is the result of a fifteen minute writing exercise. The only constrictions were the time limit and five randomly selected words from the dictionary. Today the words were: intricate, deep, gunpowder, pharmacy, and hammock.

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