Mind

Deep, Dark, Consuming,

Out of reach to others.

Thinking, searching, not finding,

the answers that are needed.

There is only one place,

trustworthy, safe, and unknown.

Your mind is yours,

and others cant figure it out.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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