At the end of the corridor
Is a very quiet room
And though the man inside
Who always smiles
Is very strange
He is harmless
He will not harm you
Doctors of sincerity
Who try to take away from him
The comfort of insanity
His laughter
Standing still by the hourglass
Watch the silence in his eyes
And if he speaks
He just repeats it
In time
This is surely
Not what he wanted
Moving pictures pass before his
Dull uncomprehending eyes
As they try to exercise his
Latent mind
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