Some day it’s about the difference
between what I hear and what I see,
the grainy texture on the enlarged reality,
the gray things that sugary anecdotes hide.
Some day it’s about escaping to the ocean,
alone, because the world is preoccupied with
its lies and I’ve limited time for a true sunset.
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