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Mind Fog
Maybe something happens
Which propagates a deep unease
That makes you acknowledge the weight in your brain
And reminds you that you're unwell again
Volumous storm clouds roll in and take hold
As well you sit with your feelings inside your head it seems as though a thousand years drift by within yourself
As you wait for the interminable unrest to pass
Lightning strikes and thun...
Tuesday 8th November 2022 9:58 pm
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