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Sanity Reveled, Hopelessness Discarded
For years my imagination cradled me;
In its warm arms I would sleep,
Until the day the cradle made its last creak.
It was then that I fell with a loud thud, 7
Against the snow ridden mud.
The world around me grew frightfully dark,
Never again would I hear the angels golden harp.
Now I lay here shrouded in my red stained covers.
My thoughts constantly on my father and mother.
Like pictures embedded into my mind,
Oh how I wish at times that the mind were blind. &
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