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Mind, like a deciduous forest has lost all its foliage, all leaves torn away by the autumnal blasts. The brain where great schemes were concocted is now an abyss where spiders sway It is bare – dismally barren of all memories – sweet and sour. Like a kite afloat in the boundless sky moving nowhere, but as the wind directs, cut out from the past, turned from the present with the future yet to surge from the abyss or like serpents intertwining, hissing in turmoil within the brain, unable to sense the gusty blast, or hear the whispering air, dead to sounds that disturb, deaf to songs that soothe, like a phantom he moves weird, drifting far away to a space and time impenetrable, with nothing to make the mind agog or depress it to let out a sigh. Loitering on roads without hurrying feet, with no bliss coming on the way to run or hasten to embrace or fear to be missed sore. Passing through dark labyrinthine tunnels, forever barred with no exit, churned in oblivion, oblivious of all, he remains a spectral facsimile of his onetime self, plummeting into a black hole. The pulse of a heart beat is all that keeps him alive, all else is dead…… ! He lives with dreary nights ahead, that shall not know another morrow!

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Mind, like a deciduous forest has lost all its foliage, all leaves torn away by the autumnal blasts. The brain where great schemes were concocted is now an abyss where spiders sway It is bare – dismally barren of all memories – sweet and sour. Like a kite afloat in the boundless sky moving nowhere, but as the wind directs, cut out from the past, turned from the present with the future yet to surge from the abyss or like serpents intertwining, hissing in turmoil within the brain, unable to sense the gusty blast, or hear the whispering air, dead to sounds that disturb, deaf to songs that soothe, like a phantom he moves weird, drifting far away to a space and time impenetrable, with nothing to make the mind agog or depress it to let out a sigh. Loitering on roads without hurrying feet, with no bliss coming on the way to run or hasten to embrace or fear to be missed sore. Passing through dark labyrinthine tunnels, forever barred with no exit, churned in oblivion, oblivious of all, he remains a spectral facsimile of his onetime self, plummeting into a black hole. The pulse of a heart beat is all that keeps him alive, all else is dead…… ! He lives with dreary nights ahead, that shall not know another morrow!