Clouds tell me stories in the morning, By day, books keep me company. I insulate myself from reality, For my past and future haunt me. The present almost comes to halt, While stars watch over me at night. I quicken the sluggish pace of time, By reins of humour I pull with might. Sign in to see full entry.
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Application to Schizophrenia chronicles a battle with social acceptance and spiritual identity leading the protagonaist down and out of the road of depression into self actualization.
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