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I'm not in my right mind.
I don't know whose mind it is,
but they've been undressing me with it.
My mom always did, and still does, jigsaw puzzles.
I was never allowed to help.
So I don't do them now.
I just sit quietly and have thoughts.
I write them down sometimes.
Because they need to be.
Sometimes I scream.
Because it seems like a good idea at the time.
It usually is.
I talk to myself alot.
I like it because it bothers people.
Sometimes I just stop.
Lose time.
Makes the day go by.
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