I see what's not there
and create a great story
from anything small
I'm lost in hell
expecting nothing more
What may come
is keeping my body frozen
strange talking of my mind
Left in the middle of an empty room
only my mind being there
Long-term company of a moment
paused in time
asking the question again and again
One day I'm going to open my eyes
to a pure mind
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