Neuroplasticity. The ability of the brain to change.
Take a little trip with me, in my endless circle.
I've been here before, yet I haven't. Every step takes me to a different place, yet its all the same the same the same.
The chiming bell, the weeping infant, the saviour hanging on the cross.
Why are you here, I think I know.
Your skeletons in the closet, they're banging to be let out.
All you'll ever be is what make yourself out to be.
Only you will know.
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