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They live their lives
While I dream away mine
Between four walls
Of fantasy and mind
Curled in speculation
Half truths and grey lies
They live their lives
While I dream away mine.

Reality slides
Imagination reigns
Cycloptic senses
Repels the sane
Embrace the twisted
Hold dear the broken
Deluge of conformity
I remain unwoken.

Cloud all compliance
With poisons glorified
Alive eyes on the exterior
Yet the inner has died
The madness of the realistic
Doesnt stray far from bedlam
So, it is I who sees clearer
Through the smoke of men.

Distance my person
From the never to dream
I choose not to sleep
While they slumber and scream
Nine clouds later
The majority unites
So we graze in an ocean
By a fire made of nights.

I never did mention
The demons Ive sleyed
As I have kept them sustained
With the pains I have made
Propose a solution
Mutually advantageous
But our time has run out
And all else has raped us.

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