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The woods were to my right
The ocean to the left,
But when I close my eyes
I am taken to a land unknown.
It is a land with a soft voice
With lies
I make myself
family deceived
friends forsaken
What lie is worthy of you all?
What contempt as demanding
the insides of me feel like they are forging
clawing at the internal sides of my rib cage
frantic panics hidden under the layers of sensibility
i am too practical
too logical
