MENTAL BLOCKS

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I built a castle with the blocks in my head,
A place for me to dwell till I’m dead,
And when I feel surrounded with gloom,
I’ll get more blocks and build a new room.

I’ve got to go slow though, brick by brick,
Working too fast can make one get sick,
I’ll use rainbow paint for the ceiling and floor,
With stereo birds and a waterfall door.

An indoor tree I can climb to hide,
And maybe a window to peek outside,
I’ll cut out a hole and put in a lake,
And hang up a sky in case heaven is fake.

I’ll sit on a leaf and travel around,
Going outside without touching the ground,
The wider my eyes the more I go blind,
Which fine at this time I see more with my mind.

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