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Backwards and Asleep


I go through life backwards and asleep.

Dream on, dreams, dreaming.

Tug at the sky with your visions, dreamers.

They say we should all be in white. white place.

Together.

We know. 

Only insanity, finally, is sane. Who said once, fine line between insanity and genius

Maybe there 

is

no line at all. we just need to rethink our definition 

of insanity.

 

Surely they will come to understand.

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