I hope karma slaps you in the face before I do.

 
 
 
This reality is another one. Everything is a reality but this one sucks you into something else. Something bigger and deeper. Making me crawl on the ground with a blurry sight. Stretching my arms out for help, but the vision isn't clear. The mist isn't making room for my way. Feeling anesthetized. Numb. Like I'm shot on heroin. But ready, without fear.
 
 

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