Here With I
A flawless smile
adorns my face.
Happy, be insanities
mockery of grace.
Juggling the grenade
of Realities story,
I waltz around those
stuck in it's conformity.
Here i dance free,
no worries to reflect.
For insanity cures that,
what Reality infects.
Luck resides
where Reality can not remain.
Here with I,
and all those lucidly insane.
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