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Apr 2010
Lost somewhere
in the tangled thorny depths of the real,
I know not where I stand.
Wandering,
aimlessly,
around and around,
retracing my steps,
until the chance of something familiar.
An alien world I behold,
extraterrestrial surroundings and landscapes.
Seeing as nothing screams home,
I dive into the only thing I know,
myself.
Written by
Justinian
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