Hallways

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Secrets your brain keeps from you, hidden

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Deleted at the moment of finding

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Only to be recovered, remembered when the situation is right

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Then rescinded

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Again

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Into the bliss of ignorance, oblivion

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Sweet oblivion

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The secrets that you dont know you know

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Stuffed in the corners of your mind

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In the hinges of doors long locked

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Dark hallways alcoves

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The lights flickering as if mocking the fleetingness of your own mortal memory

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You walk

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Your mind whispers to you

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Talks to you

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Screams to you

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For you

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To understand

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But the ageless language of thought alludes you

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And thus you walk

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Down the hallways of your own mind

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Doors on either side locked

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Or hanging off their hinges

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Some smell of home

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Not smell

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Feel

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Feel it in your bones

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In your very soul

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But your own mind does not feel like home to you

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You reject it

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It pines for you

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It longs to tell you the secrets you keep from yourself

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The secrets you dont know you know

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When you walk down the hallways of your mind

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