I have such a rich inner world,

That I sometimes forget,

That a lot of it, can be reflected outside of it,

As my mind, wanders,

Begins to dream,

Of heaven,

Such wonderful things,

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Sometimes, a beautiful woman will walk by me,

As I grow greedy, as I grow hungry,

Yearning to eat, to feast,

I'll suddenly remember, look up,

There's a supermoon above me,

As I grow paranoid, anxious,

I remember, there are hunters in the night,

I have to be careful, as my mind wanders,

To myth and legend, I remember,

There are many things, I couldn’t possibly know,

The city, the world, the universe, is operating outside of me,

As I bathe in innocence, in the good of the world,

Its generosity, the wealth, it has built,

Generations, and generations,

Of blood, sweat, and tears,

Just to get here,

I forget, whether I’m drenched in blood,

Whether I’m just feeding on children,

Did this world save me?