Which reality can be accepted?
Should I wait and see?
Live forever, or live as the expected...
Either way, I'll always be me.
Dimensions come and go,
it leaves me only to observe.
True life, I will never know.
Maybe a gift and a curse.
Can the imagination take you for a ride?
Take you further to a different dimension,
All the while leaving your brain fried,
Dismissing all comprehension.
The phoenix will always exist in my mind.
It's up to me to push it back.
Locked away, in hopes to never remind,
Of the patterns that end in black.
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