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Sep 2010
Welcome to my humble abode,
My mind, my heart, my soul,
My madhouse and my prison,
My open fields and dark caves.
Come inside and see,
Where I play out all my fantasies
From simple walks
On sunshine beaches
To chanting crowds
After great speeches.
In one room, I play dress up
With many faces of different sorts.
In another I just repeat one thing,
“I love life”
A million times a day, just to believe it.
You are welcome to wander
My labyrinth of many halls,
Where you might find
Temptation gremlins and inhibition faeries at play.
You can walk through this castle’s yard
On a winding path that never ends,
Passing the shocking sculptures and hedges,
Kept by the half mad, half blind gardener.

In fact,
If you so crazily wish,
You can spend all your time here,
Peeping in to my inner workings,
Finding wonderful things,
Devilish things,
Things that make no sense,
And things that should not exist.

But I warn you;
Don’t try to understand the order here.
Don’t try to pick up any meaning.
Don’t touch anything, don’t get involved,
Or you might get lost in here
And become another voice inside my head,
Going about the rest of your life as merely a
Whisper
- From What's inside
Written by
Nike Kaffezakis  Georgia Tech
(Georgia Tech)   
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