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Mind
Secluded in a quiet room
my tender thoughts begin to loom
images of summer spring and fall
thought of escape rise thaen fall
in the black of night a fearsome fright
a blizzards tail, a winters gale
in this box I am not afraid
this is the safest room I have ever made
Very cool poem, spiffy! Interesting thoughts too, but hey, did I notice a mistake in there??? ;)