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I need really need a refill. The medicine tastes just right. Pretty colored pills like little dots of delight. Come on doc, prescribe something to take away the pain. To take away the dreariness of seven months of rain. Sometimes I can’t sleep; sometimes I sleep too deep. I don’t remember my dreams or sometimes I do but I can’t figure out what it means. Surely, there is a cure for that. Oh, and how about an injection that gets rid of unwanted body fat? I’d really like to be two inches taller and I really wish my nose was smaller. Send it through the FDA so I can quite importing from Zimbabwe. Sometimes I’m too excited and I just need to calm down. Sometimes I’m morose and all I want to do is lay down. Candy coat the symptoms, call in a new disease. Don’t worry about addictions, side effects or unexpected emergencies. We know it’s safe because they sell it in all the best pharmacies! Sometimes when I wake up, my bones feel stiff, especially if it’s cold outside. Sometimes my skin gets dry and weathered like a well-worn animal hide. There has to be some formula to cover all of that. If not, please make one - STAT!
