I must protect you, from reality. I must, my loved ones, or else your minds nice
like mice will explode. Shock, fear, why.
In reality, I am a curry in a bowl, spice,
Tangy to touch, it shocks the tongue
With a million blisters, reality flung.
I have no choice. I am hopeless, but
I still care about you, strangely,...
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