It's a Different Universe Inside Here

April 3, 2019

It's like a different universe inside my head, every time I got to bed

My mind gets a natural high, not knowing where it hides,

Yet somehow i'm able to organize my thoughts,

when nothing makes sense, and it all seems like a complete mess...

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