I keep seeing what I can only describe as small yellow balls in my peripheral vision.
28/12/2007
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Swain Sways on Swain Days
I keep seeing what I can only describe as small yellow balls in my peripheral vision.
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The sky is broken
Don't trust what you see
Vision deceives
Your instincts receive
Lights burn bright
Dancing on the reality's edge
Bright motes swim
As you drown
Nothing is real
Not even what you see
Believe what you feel
Only then can you be
When you look at the world
Observation changes it
Create your own reality
Only then can you be happy
I see them too...
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