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because you can, you can. as we live our lives of dusk to dawn. Burning slow a wick setforth a path. Skating down a lonesome hill. illicit dreams transmersify into an eggshell thin layer of nothingness. lines aligned with the crevices on the floor, the dirty floor. She says she had no intentions of living this way. Excuse the material pleasures adorning the room. Smiling upon a sun that rises slowly over a vast ocean of countless thoughts. A dreamer's world in which all may enter, and none shall chose to leave. Music gently lends itself to the ear of those nearby. Ships go sailing off into waters calm and pleasant. Destination unknown, they sail off for a better life. A rising sun paints the landscape in full color.