My mind is the public corridor, but doors remain locked to but a few. walls painted and repainted and no one but know the the original color or texture. come take a walk on the wild side and try not to understand, but discover.(YES I AM ONE OF THOSE POETIC FREAKS AND PROUD OF IT!) Come be one with weird, and take a chance, take a glance.
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