Welcome to my brain
It is gray
It is cloudy
A slow breeze
Caresses my surface
Cools it down
Thoughts
Come and go
Like groups of fit girls
Gossiping around
A flooded street
When entering
A dead pigeon
Exiting
It felt like a dream
Wait
There is more than just me here
Someone wants me to hear
Relax
You are safe in here
It is a cathedral
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