The enemy
the only place I feel at home
The best and worse
All I hear is thoughts
All I can see is sounds
All I feel is nothing
I listen but nothing is to be heard
I move there are no walls
I wonder where I am
This is wonderful
This is what I wanted
This I never wished for
Why do I hate everything
Why did I ever think of this
Why is this so sought after
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