I remember where I was, but where am I now?
I keep getting dissolved in the dream and have somehow lost all track.
how far do I have to look to know where I am, or who I am?
the room reminds me that I'm home
the illusion tells me what I want to hear
the mirror begs me to never look past the skin
and my soul's affection forces me to ask... but never tell
-kayla
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