A room
Walls clearly looking for work elsewhere
Filled with an athmosphere of commotion
Overcrowded by indignant air
Confused mirrors, not knowing what to reflect
Under the carpet, away from the common eye
Lies a state of mind with no name or description
Where am I?
Can't remember reasons or purpose
Looking through a clueless window
Trying to remember
Who am I?
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