Dictatorial Reality
Now I long to sail in the mystic sea.
disappear, let I,
flutter in the feeling of uncertainty.
cause its a betrayal, not what it was supposed to be.
why should I care? It was never asked of me.
It's all a mistake,
imposed from high above, this dictatorial reality.
(July 13, 2023)
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