I live in a world where creativity meets insanity and genius marries stupidity.
I live in a bubble which is being stretched and tested.
I live in a maze with neither an exit nor a center.
My hallway bears facades.
My floor conceals actions.
My walls leak secrets.
My wheels spins endlessly.
My feet travel without rest.
My mind races time.
The vague becomes clear.
The clear becomes murky.
The dimness swallows the silver lining.
The lighting announces the path.
Where the path splits, one side is favored.
The road less traveled appears misunderstood.
The path well worn is perceived as distrusted.
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