Am I myself, is this quite right
Am I still running from the light
Have I found what truly gleams
Or am I living in my dreams
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Marbles (Poetry)
PoetryA universe that's sealed away There is no night there is no day Do you think if I smashed them on the floor Then they would become something more
Chimera
Am I myself, is this quite right
Am I still running from the light
Have I found what truly gleams
Or am I living in my dreams
