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the intersection or reality as in close in on fantasy is a function of our dreams.

as real as these things may seem.

the closer that you come dear the more you feel surreal dear.

your not just what you seem.

i can rant on here for hours in opposition to natural powers.

and have nobody care.

there is no cure for living when your living is just swimming in lifes pathetic stream.

are things just what they seem?

the more pounding that i give in when in truth i lack a point to begin

is really just a pain

are we all just the same..

are we all just in pain...

is there poison in the rain?

i dont know where i'm going and that point it may be showing.

you all seem to lose interest when the point is not your business

but that is just the point

life is out of joint...

and i am ...

i...

am....

a..

m....

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in apathy i left my heart,

in cold embrace it fell to parts.

in moments found within a space,

in slitest errors in my face.

in silence that i have been cast,

behind this face that is my mask.

in doubt and loss i learn to live,

denied the gifts i have yet to give.