Madness of a Asylum
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I've been caught again trying to escape this madness. My name is Thomas that's what everyone here calls me. They put me in my cell again. I'm no longer aloud in the daylight room. I need a new plan to leave this madness of a asylum. I'm the worst patient here. But that's because I'm too smart. Not lately though they have me on meds 24/7. Driving me nuts tired all the time, getting fat, and boring. All we do is lay around all day. I'm thinking of a plan to leave.
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