You see, as far as I can imagine, one gorgeous day, as the variation of flowers bowed their hello’s and I marveled at the magical manner in which the birds never missed a beat as they sing ( even though there are no instructors for guidance). Have you ever noticed that?
Well on that day, within one moment there was a wrong turn taken and I ended up on Brain Injuries Road.
Without any written consent or formal agreement. It was on that road that the magical voices of the birds and the beauty of any flower became a nuisance and a threat. You see, Brain Injuries Road, is a road that is dark and gloomy, yet in the same way, sometimes comforting.
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