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every part of me is no longer here , i want to leave ....sometimes im so unaware of my reality every spectacle of my mind is in another dimension .sleep is a value. who are " they" to tell us our dreams arent our actual reality , who's to say what reality is . recently i've only wanted nothing more but to dance in the stars , evaporating , letting go , and rising ..glistining down and letting all things simmer and burn into the soil as it hits the ground that no longer matter. i no longer want my matter to matter. i want to let my spirit intertwine with the future and the past as long as my inner happiness and peace is gained at last this is what i mean when i say i want to leave i want to get away .
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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?

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