Falling asleep slowly you see
It makes me feel free
I know it's all a illusion
But my brain stirs up a conclusion
I don't have to feel alone
All the holograms in this empty room I own
Every little creation tweaked in imagination
It applies to every situation
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Where the sky turns grey (poems)
PoëzieEverything that's in me. For all the light drowning in darkness. A variety of poems. Covers not mine but I love it.
