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When I close my eyes
I can faintly see
Memories of the night before
A world inside my head
Illusions of my own creation

Every dream is similar
In the same place
A dystopia by my definition
Mostly a melancholic retelling
At times a glimpse of what is to come

Set in a terrible place
More pleasant than reality
A world of evil
Void of personal pain

When I close my eyes
I can try to find
But through my mouth
I cannot relive
Each night is veiled in shadow
Each dream is a vague echo
Of my own delusions





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