Not There With My Mind
Hell is my mind,
heaven is my mind,
ghetto is my mind,
palace is my mind,
it is unfurnished,
and furnished,
it is a umble of extremes,
it is stable,
and quite a fable,
it has with this rot,
made many learn,
and called well taught,
I wonder if they will preserve mine,
like they did of many,
who did the maximum whine,
even if they did it would be of little use,
because I would not be there with my mind.
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