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Active, then immobility
I am myself
Against their laws of morality
Inturned
I turn towards the eastern block
Create a new mental space
Carve out an area which is undefined
Begins to work
Then wheels turn
Juliette invades my dreams
Nature is benign
Darkness is sweeter than earths red wine

In my white cell
Nothing is right
Imprisoned, I make my own world suffer
For sensory deprivation increases my will
Their cruelty is ironic
For my pain is freedom against their will

I put pen to paper for my cause
Glorify my perversest thoughts
Four walls enclosed
I am alone to dwell on the darkest thoughs of man
Even though I could not exist I tried

120 days lost
And then complete
I ask for a non-religious funeral
But I am inturned in holy ground
Locked in endlessness in my white cell
As a person lost of sense and of will

In my white cell...

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