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Clean walls, Clear mind The white trim, The crisp bed Create a symphony of silence. And I can think again. And I can breathe again. For it is here I can make my own music. Strong words, expressive voice cacophonous whisper, silent scream In the clean walls, In the white trim under the crisp bed, In the silence
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 7:38 PM UTC
Clean Walls
Clean walls, Clear mind The white trim, The crisp bed Create a symphony of silence. And I can think again. And I can breathe again. For it is here I can make my own music. Strong words, expressive voice cacophonous whisper, silent scream In the clean walls, In the white trim under the crisp bed, In the silence
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 7:38 PM UTC
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