They call for supper, I don't budge. My mind wants to sleep, but my body won't have it.
reality or dreams? Right or wrong?Truth or lies?There is no such thing as normal, the world rotates on its own. Doesn't matter where I was or where I am going- all that I see and all that i know of the 6 worlds is.........the poet.
All things change.
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