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Nevermore
42147
Nevermore
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I am throes of my denial
Logic in me crumbles
I take this fateful ride through my mind
Daydream fluid thoughts washing shores of warm confusion
I'm one with this beautiful disorder
Another world, was this the transition?
Slowly I returned to the familiar
Spiralling in constant flux
What have I created?
The experiment is over
Logic in me crumbles
I take this fateful ride through my mind
Daydream fluid thoughts washing shores of warm confusion
I'm one with this beautiful disorder
Another world, was this the transition?
Slowly I returned to the familiar
Spiralling in constant flux
What have I created?
The experiment is over
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