The Silent Drift of a Fractured Mind

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In the quiet corners of my mind,
Where shadows softly intertwine,
I drift away, a soul confined,
To realms where I am undefined.

The world outside, a distant shore,
A place where I am nevermore,
I wander through a hidden door,
To spaces where the pain’s no more.

Faces blur, and voices fade,
In this twilight masquerade,
I lose myself, my fears evade,
In dreams where memories degrade.

Yet in these moments, fleeting, brief,
I find a strange, elusive peace,
A refuge from the world’s motif,
Where I, at last, can find release.

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