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Feb 2017
i am lost in wonderland, wondering if i ever come out of it.
Its all sand and stories here, unreal world, unreal people,
even stories fails to mimic reality.
swimming is dream here; a glass of water, life and dewdrops, quenching thirst most.
here, i don't wish to stay; here, i don't see myself unpacking.
i need to leave now, i would rather have a nightmare then be part of this mind numbing place.
let me borrow a wing just to fly away from here, let me slap myself to wake up fromΒ Β here.
imnthea
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