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clouds my brain
makes me insane
float me away
somewhere quiet
not even interested
in what you've got
my brain is sodden
overdone
I need some peace
some under water
in the clouds
under the pillow
green summer breezes
far away mower
softer cows
now i'm drifting
away
dont bring me back
its not my error
not my concern
not my terror
its now your problem
your little relief
I'll hide here
unspoken.
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