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"Dark thoughts swirl over head, clouding the clear nights sky from my vision"
Down down down we go, twist around the rabbit hole always looking for something just around the corner, but never there.
Life is just a chess board, with infinite pawns.
Is it possible to be lost in thought so often, that you start to become lost in reality as a paralel. Which is the true place to wander.
Bow down and tip your top hat, pleased to meet you. Black satin gloves almost feel to over dressed for this occasion. Can I touch your scythe?
Down down down we go, twist around the rabbit hole always looking for something just around the corner, but never there.
Life is just a chess board, with infinite pawns.
Is it possible to be lost in thought so often, that you start to become lost in reality as a paralel. Which is the true place to wander.
Bow down and tip your top hat, pleased to meet you. Black satin gloves almost feel to over dressed for this occasion. Can I touch your scythe?