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Oct 2015
Maybe this is reality.
Maybe I'm awake.

Shhh... be quiet,

Everyone else is still sleeping.


It's not an escape from;
I'm escaping to


...see what's really possible.


And, you can't stop once you've seen it.

You can't go back.



You're finally awake.
Open eyes.
dyingonthefloor
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dyingonthefloor  Atlanta, GA
(Atlanta, GA)   
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