you can't remember what's false or true,
in a closed room,
tightly packed tension,
your laughter unleashes joy all through,
you wanna run,
but your feet are stuck in quicksand,
you slip off the edge,
and fall fast into the blue,
you have a test,
but you're lost in a maze of hallways,
you're fucking,
burning,
climbing,
crying,
dying,
catching your breath and flying,
I have the same dream too.
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