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Helpless
My brain, in the middle of the night
while I'm sleeping,
is trying to figure out,
without my knowabouts,
how to get out of my skull.
I can't get it out of my head
now that I have absolutely no way
to communicate with my brain,
to tell it to calm down.
Fascinating. The mind.
The darkness
within the darkness.
The murmed brain that expels the thought.
while I'm sleeping,
is trying to figure out,
without my knowabouts,
how to get out of my skull.
I can't get it out of my head
now that I have absolutely no way
to communicate with my brain,
to tell it to calm down.
Fascinating. The mind.
The darkness
within the darkness.
The murmed brain that expels the thought.
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