Will Wood

    Will Wood

    🐁ll Hypochondria (Poem version)

    Will Wood
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    You wake up to see Will in the bathroom, in front of the mirror, clearly hungover, mumbling to himself. "…unless of course, it's something more insidious, posing is something innocuous...Like the rare but deadly adult onset progeria....just because a condition is rare doesn't mean it's impossible...l could be the one out of a million to contract streptococo in the lateral dermato encephalotic nervosa, where the skin flakes off the eyes of the dust, your bones become xylophones-..." He continued