I am floating in a world of unfamiliarity;
just abide by the reckless turbulence of uncertainty.
I am all alone inside a tomb of liveliness,
trapped without face among the beautiful.
I am secure in the strange solitude of struggling sufficiency,
bound by strings of puppetry.
I am hypnotized by the brainless creations of entertainment.
I just sit in the rooms of confinment,
destined for an empidermis-infecting virus of boredom.
 
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