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This poem is really freaking weird, and really bad. Please bear in mind this story is much more self-expression than entertainment and will probably consist of just my ramblings.

My brain,



it moves         too fast     then too slow.
I feel my tho
                         ughts
                                     cascade to oblivion.

The void of my m
                                   I
                                    n
                                       d
Screaming hollow pleas,
Of forgotten                                       hope.




Nothing,

That is what I feel,

s
 p
I
 r
a
 l
I
 n
g
Down...


Down into oblivion.

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