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Living in a fog filled world
the shadows move slowly
unbound by masters
who would create them

Here the drug induced haze
befriends the weary mind
having no reason to doubt
simple impossibilities

Of all the things that can
be conquered or ran from
Time is of neither

I wish I had something
to offer but I'm afraid
all I could contribute
to your life is the
poison of mine

Your fear and confusion
have no place to be here
so usher them away so
we might force open
your terrified third eye