The man throws burning coal in his cracked glass house he's trapped in.
It would be foolish to ask anyone how the man got got there, even he does not know what happened. When asked he would respond, "Frankly, worrying about it just seems old fashioned"

But here he lays, eyes wide under the moon again. You'd assume this sky goddess is his best friend, since his insomnia lets the sunrise mark his day's end.

He scratches into his big window to the world
Am I  insane when I'm still awake and my dreams fade in
And I start to think I created the universe I was made in?
I want to step out of this books frame and read all of the chapters
But I'm starting to think I'm going break long before this glass shatters
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