Dreaming
One breath is like breathing in a kaleidoscope.
Combining and breaking and sparking.
The next breath is disappointing.
As reality becomes visible through the layers of atmosphere.
Don’t tell anyone but-
Reality feels like a burden sometimes.
Don’t tell anyone but-
I’d rather be numb in a good way.
And joyful in a million different ways.
Waking up to one reality.
And falling asleep in my new universe.
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