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Shifts in Perception

It feels like
being surrounded by a dark fog,
Waking up in this existence.

Completely surrounded
by strangers that know my name
But agree to keep the distance.

I'm speaking in babbel,
My simple thoughts cannot be heard,
Even with insistance.

What pity,
To point at my perception of salvation
And to be met with resistance.

I find I was wrong,
My chains are as confined as theirs,
And all worn with proud persistence.

I have to accept
We are just parallel realities
In a world of coexistence.
Written by PencilScribbles (Scribbles)
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Trying to understand.
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