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Praying for silence inside your head
-now it’s too quiet for thinking
Turning the lights on to fill every room
You wanted them empty for dancing, dreaming…
Did you find what you wanted?
Is it all like you dreamed?
Are you happier now, Miss Kathleen?
No obligations – nothing but time
for your indulgence into your own mind
But what will you find there if you let nothing in?
Or will there be too much, Dear, to keep your sanity?
Or are you longing…still longing for more?
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