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I’m capsized on the edge of sanity
A wonderful bliss of delusion and reality
So sure of things that cannot be
So lost inside this new found me
Her skin is soft and lax and kind
It’s hard to believe her skin is mine
Not tight and closed, gasping for air
But free and loving willing to care
She’s comfort and warmth and happy days
She smiles like a sun admitting rays
She’s all I know how to be
But still she’s foreign to me