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Snap! There it went the
Last of my sanity.

This boy's gone off his rocker
Went into a lunatic's locker.

Only strands of reality are
Left. Logic's taken a leeway.

I've permanently gone fishing
To spend all my days only wishing

For all the things I could still
Have. If I'd get out of my way.

Instead I keep padding this nest
Forgetting there are bigger test.

One day I'll walk out of this haze which
Is myself. It may already be clearing.

Or that might be wishful thinking,
My sanity might really be sinking.