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[theycallmefunk]

incapacitating thoughts of an intellectual world

reminiscence faintly reminding of times once had

logisitics keeping one's feet on the ground

slowly fading hopes of fantasy mingling with reality

through rose tinted shades, the world seems clear

but only with these shades, does everything click

for in our world, without gain, there is no reason

so take those rose tinted glasses, shatter them into my eyes

and give me permanent satisfaction with this new vision