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Slow down
Wait a second
...Whats real?
Whats in my head? Or what's outside?
Strings of fixations move my attentions like a puppeteer
Where is the core of simplicity that rests inside of all the exists?
Wait a second!
What am I doing here?
...Why are these issues claiming my name?
I'm hugging my misery like a child does his teddy bear
Wait a second!
I think I'm on to something
My nerves are killing me
My bones ache
Reality seeps in slowly
And begins to bake
Brain is hauling a load of crates with nothing in them but belief
Swifting my hand in them just to confirm
That I am directing a firm of imaginary
