In my head
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Poems, states of mind. Did you once in your life ask yourself what would it be if all the content of your mind was suddenly expose on paper ? Like a big piece of art or something like that. I ask myself what the inside of my head looks like about five time a week. It must be beautiful and horrible at the same time.
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