How do you know Im mad? You must be, or you wouldnt have come here. My eyes widen as I step through into another world, lucid unlike ones dreams. It seems familiar but not quite. Has something changed during the night? I do feel a little different now that I think about it. But if Im not the same today as I was yesterday, how can I allay thoughts cast in disarray? a shifting identity? Im afraid I cant explain myself because Im not myself, you see? Treading through with a curious gait, the vagrant mask I wear negates the world. Simulacrum of a man, maybe the shadow is the one who casts the man? springing from the shadow paint a picture of me that fits the frame so I can blend into the madness. Endless regression. Treading through with a curious gait, the vagrant mask I wear negates the world. Can it really be that everone is crazy, or is it only me thats out of my mind? Does that question even make sense? No. Treading through with a curious gait, the vagrant mask I wear negates the world. If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isnt. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldnt be. And what it wouldnt be, it would. You see???
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