In the depths of mind's labyrinth, a surgeon's steady hand,
Through swirling thoughts and memories, they navigate the land.
A turbulent lobotomy, where chaos reigns supreme,
Unraveling the tangled threads, like a fragmented dream.
The scalpel cuts through whispers, slicing through the haze,
Seeking clarity amid the storm, in the mind's tangled maze.
A dance of light and shadow, in the chambers of the brain,
Where sanity meets madness, in a delicate refrain.
Yet amidst the chaos, a glimpse of peace is found,
A whisper of tranquility in the silence that surrounds.
For in the aftermath of turbulence, there lies a quiet calm,
A newfound clarity, like the breaking of a dawn.
So let the winds of change sweep through the corridors of thought,
For even in the turbulence, a path to peace is sought.
And though the journey may be rough, and the road may twist and turn,
In the depths of the mind's labyrinth, there's always more to learn.
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