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Jan 2017
what you see is just an illusion
         you don’t know me
                      the real me
                             reality hurts
because everything is always wrong
               everything never works
               everything dies anyway
                                  dying is a dream
deep deep down, far far in

i’m just an illusion,
waiting to be erased,
             to be changed
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
(21/F/tokyo)   
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