Façade
I live in a dream
My own reality
I live in a meadow
Where I find myself
I live on a balcony
My own aerial view
I live in tomorrow
My own today
I hide in the cemetery
Beyond a shallow grave
I live in a forest
Safe under its canopy
I live in the ocean
A personal aquarium
I live on the edge
My own rebellion
I live in the novel
And in the story it tells
I am a façade
To be what I am not
I breathe freely
To know I am alive
I live without time
Living in each moment
I live on a cliff
About to fall
My mind is a trick
My thoughts are not real
I live in clarity
Once again, I am trapped in reality
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