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The Sercet Of My Mind

I released the sercets of my mind.
You may be astonished by what you find.
A buried treasure of skeletons.
Thoughts buried that never came to light
since I was eleven.
Protect my brain with all my might.
Speed of  my thoughts are equivalent  to a cheetah
since deep down
I am a cheater.
Written by young_hock
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