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A cluttered mind hazes my thoughts.
In a dark corner lies my rationality.
Jumping to conclusions, like I do best.
My mind's my strongest enemy.
I swim through the muck, trying to stay afloat.
Nightmares of memories grab at my feet.
It's so hard when everything you are wants to bring you down.

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