Fantasy is but facts gone astray. Random memories, pieced together in new ways. An illusion of what truth should be, if it were true and just. A new world tied together, with bonds of crafted, silken webs of good and right. But what has changed, truth? No, still righteous movements, test the strands, until they […]
Why must the outside always find its way in? Why must it infringe on my selfish little world? Here I sit content, surrounded by my own half truths, believable stories, and rewritten memories protecting me from the reality without. Yes I hear the knock on the door. Looking through the peephole, I see them standing […]
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