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Sounds are so much brighter Everything looks amplified And memories are shadier I cant tell whats real or not If im even high at all or just high all the time im scared but connected all at once my mind opens only to close any chance I get. My mind clings to what It deems real. Is real where I was before Or a place ive yet to have. I jump head first Hoping the landing is sublime Realness, a cave opening, open To a world lost, taken from us. From me, and the rest if me.
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Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 12:25 PM UTC
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Sounds are so much brighter Everything looks amplified And memories are shadier I cant tell whats real or not If im even high at all or just high all the time im scared but connected all at once my mind opens only to close any chance I get. My mind clings to what It deems real. Is real where I was before Or a place ive yet to have. I jump head first Hoping the landing is sublime Realness, a cave opening, open To a world lost, taken from us. From me, and the rest if me.
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30/F/Orange County CA
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 12:25 PM UTC
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