Reality

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Time slows down
I wait for them to come down
To my level and whisper
That the forbidden isn't held
In the hands of the evil
But it is now
A gift of pleasure
In the hearts of those
Who would've locked it away forever
But my heart still beats
In an ever slow rhythm
Because such reality
I can never fathom

Martian. 5/1/20

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