When I close my eyes, the darkness gives weight to the light.
A paradox of a distorted reality shines through.
The obtuse line between reality and pretend begin to blur and memories bleed from the conscious.
As I open my eyes,I snap back to "reality", wishing it was neither here nor there.
Beyond the light into the permanent
A paradox of a distorted reality shines through.
The obtuse line between reality and pretend begin to blur and memories bleed from the conscious.
As I open my eyes,I snap back to "reality", wishing it was neither here nor there.
Beyond the light into the permanent
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