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Ceiling Balloons Pt. 8: Walking the Path Between the Worlds


There’s two worlds I live in

one evil and harsh, against my Will

the other everything I’d ever dream of

there’s reality and fantasy

the two things that build me.

 

There’s two worlds I see with my eyes

one the same, never changing in style

the other with many creatures and views

real life and make believe

though honestly, I have a favorite.

 

Regardless of the fact I am only one

there’s two worlds that surround me

and though I’d love to live in only one

I must live in both

walking the path between the worlds.

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