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Oct 2014
I still get flashbacks
Of the time I spent encased in those
Bright, white hospital walls

We were all insane
Yet no one realized we made sense

We saw the world as it really was
And the people on the outside?
Well, they just lived in their fantasies
eccedentesiast
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eccedentesiast  Los Angeles
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