Where have I gone?
Who is this that speaks with my lips and mimics my every move?
The past held reality
my dream self keeps pushing forward
to repeat the same lines
to march in the fantom parade
When will I wake up?
or is this my reality
caught up in a fervor of fantasy
my self still screaming from inside
hoping for a release
for a crack that will send me spilling out again
into what?
Is this my reality?
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