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Jul 2023
...The wall is white    The hall is long
  By stifling light    I crawl along

      I flick the switch    The lights go out
    Ahead in pitch    I hear a shout

Familiar voices     Calling me
The darkest choice     Is all I see        

         But moving on     The way to find
           Escape from all     The days in mind

A slice of my     Eternity
            Perpetually     Returns to be

                   The ruler of     My consciousness
           The cruelest of     All punishments
Psych Ward Poetry
Set 4, Poem 5
Filomena
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Filomena  24/F/Pennsylvania
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