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A Poem

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In these white walls,

I’ve lost and found the truth.

A scattered, fevered thought

that taunts me as it loops.

Sometimes I find the truth 

is filled with words I never say.

Other times, I find it feeds on me. 

My mind its only prey. 

I no longer try and cage the truth.

I’ve learned that never works. 

The message only mutates into keys for any lock. 

Instead, my truth it wonders

over valleys and through hills.

To these white walls, devoid of thought

to cope but never feel.

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