"If everything was a lie, I could tell the truth. Catch the wind when I get tired of stroking dreams. Cut into reality and reorder at will. I will miss when I was sick of waiting. fill this huge empty world of small worlds empty, more comfortable. Caught in my hands the sands of time and memory model a fresh concrete. Count each day a different story that was always true. wonder everyday every day a little more. change the landscape with just draw the curtains. Envenom root of evil thoughts. That the rain on the glass always sounded different and that evening lights speak more than beginning to the end, when you blink. Every night fulfilled their promises. Disappear from the dictionary words as "near" something, "just", "regular" ... May your shadow to make me company. A universe in my size that is too big for me though, it would be nice to invent. If everything was a lie, I could tell the truth. "
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