I need to kick-start my systemin order to live again, without a
whirling carousel in my mind
without fire in my heart, I am
dead, life spent
Falling off the dream carousel
trying to reconcile myself with
the slogging to be done to keep
domestic bliss increasing, in
boring office hours
No-one to talk to, my illegal ideas
and contrary opinions forbidden
expression; but when my tongue
is stilled, my dreams go into
overdrive!
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