...I am...
...
I see it,
that beguile invisible.
I hear it,
that seems deaf.
I sad it,
it is obliged to be indifferent that me.
I weep,
when I am happy.
I laugh,
when I should weep.
I smile when there is not for laugh me.
I close eyes when I look.
I open eyes when it beguile close it
them.
I taste it,
it does not does not touch that tasteless
often.
I look,
but I do not see.
I smell but I do not feel.
I feel it,
it does not does not touch that it even.
I think,
when my mind is on depletion.
I dream by dream.
On reality.
I dreaming.
I live can so as.
I love to death.
I am strange,
but I am.
I am and change not lady.
...
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