Now heaps of stone can no more leave me stoned in puffs,
perhaps my blood has grown more potent than the stuff
but when even pheromone could not grip my soul,
poor dopamine from the start had no chance at all! 

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A loner walking on the lonely path of life...

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    1. Wishing you all the luck to weed out whatever it is that is troubling you. I hope you find peace , A. Your ideas and lateral thinking ,,,,phewww !

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          1. but you missed out on the year (almost) I spent inside my mothers womb… so the year would be 17! the year I stopped being a virgin, just as the poem says, it was pheromone who had the first shot at my soul. the dopamine came when I was 23… 🙂 but unfortunately by then my soul was already pheromone hardened, on its way to become pheromone proof… poor dopamine had very little chance from the beginning.

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                1. I have a hundred ‘things’ running through my head now !!! I wish I could send you a list and we I’d have a quirky quotient test score for you .Lol

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