7. ( idk what to call this )

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A place where I can go and be alone
A sight to see in my personal dome
I feel emotions that aren't mine but theirs
A place to be where I am me and don't tear
I get lost every time in my on world
I hate to leave place where I can twirl
I love the feeling of zoning out
Till time leave when someone taps me out
I feel so at peace here
A place that no one knows exists

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