I guess I'm in that white-taped room, where even my emotions have an echo. My hands are tied against my back and I can't even lift a finger. My eyes are closed hard with powerful duct tape and no gust of wind can move my hair round here.
I guess I still remember when I lost my mind... it's something more than special about that day. Even so, I still don't know why I forgot how to think... But...
Does that make me crazy?
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