I get reality, and unreality. But what is it that lies between? That's where I now reside. Its a hazy place. Its a beautiful place too. Trouble is, reality and unreality have not forgot about you. And both are still pulling at you. You can't ever hide.
I could wait for the other shoe to drop. But it maybe already has. Or did. Or never did. I won't ever know the difference. I have to hold it down. I told him I could.
I could wait for the other shoe to drop. But it maybe already has. Or did. Or never did. I won't ever know the difference. I have to hold it down. I told him I could.
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