escape from reality

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Open the window, and there's nothing but hopless things out there
Welcome to this place of mine My Nightmare My Wonderland Here is where I spend my days Without a Care Without a Friend Everything is an illusion Sound and Sight Frame of Mind
One day, one day I shall make an air balloon. And in that air balloon I will fly away. Away from the ground where there is only hurt up into the air, just going around And in my air balloon
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