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My Mind Is a Jumble

my mind is a jumble, a kaleidoscope of colors capturing me so I cannot escape, each time I look for a door, I am stopped by a force of Crayola sentries holding onto spear-like paint brushes threatening to insert me into a jumbo coloring book where I will turn into a mindless page of fill-in-the-blanks with a picture to color

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