A single locked room
Small and empty
Save for myself
Here I dream
A place where all is dark
Where time exists and doesn't
And the only sound to know the truth by is the steady beating
Here I make up stories
The sun never shines
But what is 'sun'
The walls speak volumes
Here is my existence
A place where truth is arbitrary
The only rule is there are none
Feelings and opinions are truth
Here is my being
The room
There is no key, no door
Open to the world yet locked
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