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Everything is happening now
Losing time while I'm laying down

Acceptance is the painful norm of bliss
I sink into my thoughts like an abyss

Staying home is such a pain
The only company is me and my brain

Absence of my dreams is my nemesis
I invest too much time in restlessness

I dream myself so far away
But I smile because it’s a grey day
The title is stolen from the name of an art exhibition by artist Wes Lang

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