A mind is a traitorous thing
Filled with foreign thoughts
that you know are not your own
Two halves perpetually at war
Each hating the other unto death
Violent confrontation
Unyielding hatred
Despair and self loathing
Suicidal ideations
Twisting, turning
Never resting
Never pausing
Eternally unquiet
All between your ears
our mind is a real nuisance and never lets us to sleep peacefully
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I would like to translate this poem
eternally quiet all between your ears Great imagery!