It feels as if my mind has gone
And been replaced by mush;
Though once my brain talked on and on,
Now there’s a kind of hush.
I feel at once a sense of loss
And one of boundless peace;
Since life has lost its silky gloss,
I’m sad it had to cease,
And yet it’s not as if I mind;
There’s no one there to care;
Besides, the shell that’s left behind
Is full of light and air.
And so I sense the world around,
Amazed by every sight and sound.
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