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My office.
Squares corners are doors of the ill minded.
Wonder whats in there, maybe heaven, all those socks i lost i suppose,
I dis-pize this wonderful comfortable place
Its like a dentists office decorated by steve ray.
Books read sit to remind us how smart we think we really aren't
Under the art is the lonely wall.
Emptys sad is clear thinking, i choose not.
Follow the leaders who follow the teachers combined into the same point of no interest.
I even built an orange blanket fort to remind me to be a kid, try it its fun.
If i could just blow the roof off i could see the sky id be happy.......for a moment
Until the police showed up.
Itd be worth it
Imagine.
.
Wonder whats in there, maybe heaven, all those socks i lost i suppose,
I dis-pize this wonderful comfortable place
Its like a dentists office decorated by steve ray.
Books read sit to remind us how smart we think we really aren't
Under the art is the lonely wall.
Emptys sad is clear thinking, i choose not.
Follow the leaders who follow the teachers combined into the same point of no interest.
I even built an orange blanket fort to remind me to be a kid, try it its fun.
If i could just blow the roof off i could see the sky id be happy.......for a moment
Until the police showed up.
Itd be worth it
Imagine.
.
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