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Stress Destroys all peace And throttles all senses Creating images that cannot exist Attacking reality,
You started out as a canvas That my thoughts and dreams flowed freely through A million dances The meaning behind the view I fell in love quite quickly I wrote for fun My pen lies thickly
Are you okay?
Pay no attention to the woman behind the mask. She's just an illusion of smoke and mirrors, of pulsing lights and then she's gone. Pay no attention
Only a chi