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Dec 2015
World of color, vibrations everywhere
Bouncing from wall to wall
Blurred vision, shaky hands
Scatterbrained, losing consciousness
Blacked out mentality, world becoming grim
I can no longer see, so the story begins
In a state of sub consciousness, not sure where I am
An aura of colors fill the sky, like God herself started to tie-dye the world above me
Everything’s so vibrant, the trees say hi
I’m beginning to like this place, I don’t want to say goodbye
I can feel myself awakening, or perhaps I’m already awoke
It doesn’t matter which it is, all I know is I don’t want to go home
This trip of mine is fantastic, I am fantastically stoked
I can’t wait to wake up, so that I can return home
Kyle Janisch
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Kyle Janisch  27/M
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