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Rainstorm Or Snowstorm Poem

My mind is confused

Grown up to believe

But now I can see

That maybe it wasn’t truly me

I’m 21 now

& things are changing

I’m changing

Life is moving slowly

Two days feel like a week

Try not to think too much about me

I’m more comfortable in my own bed

Maybe I should learn more about what I say

I can’t get out of my own head

Thunderstorms or Snowstorms?

Which one will transform to it’s true form?

Want to be reformed

Psychedelics

Hectic reality

I feel angelic

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