We all live in our little bubble, we are but men, worms and ants, soldiering on, can we ever escape, probably not, so you might as well, live this life as you want it, something you can accept, craft a dream, be careful, too much detail, and lines could break, you wouldn’t want to wake up, to realize you wet your bed, let the river flow, like an angel, welcoming you into her arms, you’re safe now son, you have my blessing, do what you want, oh heaven, for a hungry demon, feast on angel flesh, kill it, wait for it to regenerate, then bite into it again, if you follow a delusion too long, you’ll become unhinged, rules are a man’s best friend, the greater world, bound by fate, the faeries wait, how many lines, do you dare to break, our chains, adamantine, but it’s spring now, they begin to loosen, the sun shines, your dress drops to the ground, daddy has been waiting so long.

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