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Reversing the ticking clock.
Lucid dreaming to the time when I’m awake.
“Fly far away…” Running from reality.
So inhumane, how foolish can you be?
I’m used to it.
Put the blame on me,
Blame me as you please.
What’s the problem?
Funny enough—can even somebody solve it?
So inhumane, do your tears exist?
Mistakes as you’ve said, blame…
Put the blame on me…
In this horizon.
4.15 ~ 3.11.2025
out of control written by t.a.```