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1...2...3...4... Blank walls I count. Six cracks leading up to one huge hole. There is one small window in the left corner of the room, cracked just enough to let in some air. You can't see out it anymore, it's been too foggy since the last storm. I also got one bed, one blanket and one pillow. Nothing else but my open mind. Which isn't so bad when you think about it, you get to imagine what's out side of these four walls. When you have been here 279 days, you start to go crazy. Maybe that's why they put me in here... So I would go crazy...

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