Madman

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My mind is occupied with hallucinations

Whispering at me like a madman

And my eyes

A continuous kaleidoscope

Oblivious to reality

Only accepting insanity

And completely clueless to what is false

A hazy mist cascades around

And my motions are stiffened

By the most genuine commands

And gentlest touches

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