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Mirage of my Mind
I can see it,
As opaque as fog,
Hovering over my thoughts like a rug.
I reach out to feel it,
But a chill runs down my spine,
A contrast of what I hoped to be a good sign.
I try to inhale it,
A sensation of...
As opaque as fog,
Hovering over my thoughts like a rug.
I reach out to feel it,
But a chill runs down my spine,
A contrast of what I hoped to be a good sign.
I try to inhale it,
A sensation of...
