When the Mind Goes
When The Mind Goes
It is sad when a mind goes
Trying to remember what has been forgotten
Are the memories real?
Are they something the mind has created?
Those people I should know
The things we may have done
It is so hard to tell what is real
It is sad when a mind goes
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