He hasn't had anything interesting to say,
Other than to think interesting things
Some thoughts:
The sadness, it became madness,
Evolved into anger,
Then came a numbness,
While later a peaceful resignation
Wonder why he doesn't speak,
Since he's in the process of make-beliefs
Hard to believe how compressed he felt,
Hard to believe it was firm
How interesting?
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