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I am in complete darkness,
Shackled to a chair,
Isolation begins its spiral,
Of this I am well aware.
No room has ever had a stench,
So ripe and yet so clean,
This room was built for prisoners,
Of mind decaying fantasy.
I will never leave this room,
I am the gaurd with the key,
I am to be imprisoned in this room,
For all eternity.
Shackled to a chair,
Isolation begins its spiral,
Of this I am well aware.
No room has ever had a stench,
So ripe and yet so clean,
This room was built for prisoners,
Of mind decaying fantasy.
I will never leave this room,
I am the gaurd with the key,
I am to be imprisoned in this room,
For all eternity.
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