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Read Morepretty little demise the lies in your eyes kill medeadly sin your love coming to an enddisasterous beauty I'm only beautiful when I crymysterious thing your internal workingsand how I stil love yougrim repoire I crave intimacyyou covet distanceperhaps...
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Are we here? Or are we a simulation? Ya never know!
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But you haven’t!
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Read MoreThe world is a bit colderThe street a bit emptierWithout your voiceWithout your hand to hold.
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Read MoreMy eyes open, to the imagined. My eyes closed, to the real. My ears open, to hallucinations. My ears closed, to your voice. My mouth open, to ramblings. My mouth closed, to anything sensical. My hand open, once to yours. My hand closed, now to yours.
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Indeed, everything changes. I would suspect, or at least in my own life, the choice to switch what I am perceiving is all interconnected.
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Das ist ein sehr schönes Gedicht, Daniel! Ich kann mich absolut damit identifizieren.
The use of opposites is the perfect stylistic device to underline the fact that in our dreams and illusions we are most alive! Brilliant!
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But you are!