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I'm not entirely here I'm trapped somewere Living half aware Hanging between the realities Sitting in a room A waiting room Yellow and warm Tense and eternal Safe but never ending Reality twisted Overactive imagination There is no door But I can leave at any time Only one way Find my inner peace
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Mar 27, 2021
Mar 27, 2021 at 12:34 PM UTC
The waiting room
I'm not entirely here I'm trapped somewere Living half aware Hanging between the realities Sitting in a room A waiting room Yellow and warm Tense and eternal Safe but never ending Reality twisted Overactive imagination There is no door But I can leave at any time Only one way Find my inner peace
Idk, is it derealisation?
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Mar 27, 2021
Mar 27, 2021 at 12:34 PM UTC
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