The scene is set to once again exit this chaotic labyrinth I'm in
Beautiful concrete whispers that hypnotize my skin, I tingle
Lights. Laugther. Love. Life
and deeper I'm lured.
Again I attempt to defend my sanity waning against the whimsical whims of this hasty sour apple to pleasure my senses and my curiosity beyond belief
but,
I fail and I flee for the nearest bridge to hurl to some sort of sanctuary...yet with all that is surrounding me, I'm still deep in my solitude from this city. Surrounded by water, an exit can be tricky. Millions of beings but I'm everlastingly empty. Hungry for someplace or something that fits me. A boroughed re-entry into my dreamed fantasy...
Until then, lost in my mental mystery of this mecca on an island, where all roads lead to crayon paths of confusion, I'll retreat to keep wanderin. Searching, searching for the nearest exit back to reality.
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