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Maps Turning The Mind

's little helper Reality can fool no one Disguises are forms of shelter The terror, the emptiness of silence, This paint, this safety used to hide us. Actively working on those defilements. As you turn

You make me so good, To be around, Feeling like you should, Wont get you down. I've been crawling through the morning, Soporific, never lazy, Mind's

come with age... Strange how to can't stomach this All that you own now is his. Wake up inside what once was. My mind's eye--the turn door is lost.

Don't think I've been in love and don't intend to be but sitting here right now's the closest thing for me I won't be here much

You make me so good, To be around, Feeling like you should, Wont get you down. I've been crawling through the morning, Soporific, never lazy, Mind's