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Seeing Myself

Upon the words of a friend clearing mist, my location, lost in the wilderness on a lonely vacation, a clue fished, sanity drove me to act a clown, intentionally insane 'til a "chance" get out. I gave up working and found, can't see in front nor the ground, in shock, delirious, everything's hilarious, coping method when "scare" is in us, as this now cleared mist shows me caught. Delusion laughter makes me poorly, intended for usage on a short stay, now clearing to the seashore, I'm sure I see more as I board the ship tall, revelations as I look out at the ocean, but which is more glorious, I see where my feet fall.

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