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I slip between worlds
Veiled by a blank stare
And eyes that glean like moonstone
I’m not where you think I am
I am inside myself
Sinking deeper and deeper
And yet, rising somewhere higher
This place doesn’t abide by gravity
It changes on a whim
This place is inside my mind
The rush is palpable
As neurons fire, the pulse racing
To create worlds within worlds
Right here inside my mind
Written by Miss Wren
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