Brainwashed
I stole away to find my room
to comprehend my latest gloom
I found my sadness had but ceased
My mind was not 'til then released
I began to search inside my head
and found a solemn note that read
"you must make exit from this place
so's not to interrupt the pace-of-things
you cannot comprehend
but only that of time can mend"
"What?" said I in angry voice
"You dare to criticize my choice?
but only I control such things
you're but my puppet - I'M the strings!"
With that I gave a mighty tug
and somehow managed to unplug
the things in mind I had not said
and with soft heart took to my bed.
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