# 1130
Now calling number 12
Is number 12 here?
Sitting in this crowed corridor
It can get dull fast
Looking at the plain pallid door
It might as well be on the other side of the world
Not 20 feet away
Number 13, is number 13 here?
My brain always wonders what’s behind that door
I see it open everyday
And still nothing
When is my turn?
Number 14?
4 cakes
4 presents
4 parties
Where are we now?
Number 1127 please
What? How could that be?
I only slept for a couple minutes
Number 1128, come forward
I use to call this home
What will happen to it when I leave?
What about all my friends
Where will they go?
Number 1129 step up
I planted so many seeds here
So many roots
So many vines
Springing from my seat
Rushing towards the opposite end
Reality becomes a blur
Pretty little colors
Paint smeared all over the walls
It’d be beautiful in another mind
Well you’re a little eager aren’t you?
The mist cleared
The receptionist appeared
Like death forming
Right in front of me
How did I end up here?
I just ran the other way
Number 1130, are you ready?
Curiosity killed the human
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