Repeat

We are always inside

Our head,

Our experience,

Our memories,

Haunts us down

Eventually they might kill us

Slowly not quickly

We repeat our experience

We are aware of this

Still we do it

Prisoners of our own mind

Still something gives us

A glimpse of free choice

Like diamonds in a sea

Full of shit

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