He seemed no different from the rest
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Just a healthy normal boy
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His mama always did her best
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And he was daddy's pride and joy
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He learned to walk and talk on time
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But never cared much to be held
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and steadily he would decline
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Into his solitary shell
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As a boy he was considered somewhat odd
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Kept to himself most of the time
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He would daydream in and out of his own world
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but in every other way he was fine
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He's a Monday morning lunatic
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Disturbed from time to time
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Lost within himself
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In his solitary shell
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A temporary catatonic
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Madman on occasion
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When will he break out
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Of his solitary shell
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He struggled to get through his day
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He was helplessly behind
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He poured himself onto the page
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Writing for hours at a time
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As a man he was a danger to himself
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Fearful and sad most of the time
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He was drifting in and out of sanity
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But in every other way he was fine
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He's a Monday morning lunatic
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Disturbed from time to time
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Lost within himself
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In his solitary shell
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A momentary maniac
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With casual delusions
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When will he be let out
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Of his solitary shell
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Six Degrees Of Inner Turbulence
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VI. Solitary Shell |