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My room my cage
My mind my rage
My thoughts the craze
My clothes the maze
A maze of fears
Four walls that hear
My intermittent fears
Through childish veneers
Revealed in tears
And replenished with years
Of life and sneers
From friends and cashiers
Sitting all alone
With a mind that is prone
Wanting to phone
His spiritual clone
Time can't atone
What the heart feels alone
but only the call
from the Armenian doll
will free my mind
From my room's grind
Bring me news
That will make me muse
My heart will ooze
Spiritual hues
And paint us two
With the winters morning dew.
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