Frantically tracing the confines of my mind…
I lead myself into the erupting darkness from the light I see everywhere.
Resting outside tranquility I resurrect the future from my past.
Echoing resonance is the sing song voice of recognition.
Lilting voices cascade outside the realm of my hiccup of absurdity.
Quieting the rapture of the disease of my mind is comical.
Finding the solitude of yesterday is a remnant of delicacy.
Wrapping my brain in bubble wrap I climb the walls of transparency again…
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