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Hidden Worlds
Sometimes when its very quiet late at night I think of all the lives I have lived or am living simultaneously,
What is truly real?
Sometimes I feel like it’s only my heart
A world of great illusions
But there is a whole other world inside of me
All these worlds existing together
Hidden within each other
All these keys I have been given
one doors leads to another
just down the hall
through the corridor
just round the spiral staircase
I am the gatekeeper
spiraling eternity
What is truly real?
Sometimes I feel like it’s only my heart
A world of great illusions
But there is a whole other world inside of me
All these worlds existing together
Hidden within each other
All these keys I have been given
one doors leads to another
just down the hall
through the corridor
just round the spiral staircase
I am the gatekeeper
spiraling eternity
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