Study Room

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If we walk out across the hall
We find ourselves in my study
My work place
My intelligence room

I know it's not much
But that's the way I like it
Nothing to distract me
Nothing to worry about

Notice my walls are made of whiteboard
I'm constantly changing
Morphing
I will never stay the same for long
So why should my walls?

One little desk
That's all I need
All I want

My computer and its charger
A pencil
A paper
A light

I'll stay in here all day
All night
When that throne isn't full

This is the only thing I can do
Only thing to stop thinking of him
Dreaming of him
Obsessing over him

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