The Day I Came to Know (I'm Not Real)
For the life of meI can’t fathomhow chemicalsin their emptyatomic statestore imagesand soundsfrom long fadedpast only to be triggeredby scents to invokefeelings of nostalgia. It’s a mystery howyou can stroll in thegarden of my thoughtsdefying time and spaceorchestrated by thatsense of wonderwhereas you are somewhereunaware that you existsomewhere. My jaw dropsat the sight of myfidgeting…
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