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My Mind Is My Own
My mind is my own
But it’s thought are foreign
Their nature is a conquest of deception
Forcing perception to be an abstract idea and a tangled question
Sanity is now an opinion within itself
[no one in their right mind can understand it, and no one out of it can claim it.]
Truth no longer means
And anything is just a dream
Absence is more concrete
For it clears my mind ...
Tuesday 3rd October 2017 9:28 am
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