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Look out the port
Of blanket fort
What's it all about
In my head
Before bed
That odd event
Joining a queue
Confusion apparent
What can I do
As my mind
Over daily grind
Tries to make sense
Of memories intense
How understand this mist
This long list heavier
An ever growing nebula
Look out the port
Of blanket fort
What's it all about
In my head
Before bed
That odd event
Joining a queue
Confusion apparent
What can I do
As my mind
Over daily grind
Tries to make sense
Of memories intense
How understand this mist
This long list heavier
An ever growing nebula
Through the dark day
When all was grim
Those chances were slim
For recovery's sake
So struggled on
Trying for no mistake
Later, some change
occurred
This was much preferred
But in the subconscious mind
These events remain
Bouncing into conscious
From time to time
A raw open bruise
Through the dark day
When all was grim
Those chances were slim
For recovery's sake
So struggled on
Trying for no mistake
Later, some change
occurred
This was much preferred
But in the subconscious mind
These events remain
Bouncing into conscious
From time to time
A raw open bruise