My eyes remain open
My gaze is sharp and outspoken
Yet my mind runs free
There to where magic is the wife of mystery
Sometimes memory fails me
What did happen or not is totally hazy
How to recognize dreams
How to let out dumb screams
Easy said I to a man of sooth
Easy, see this world not as a truth
A world of illusion
Blurred with confusion
As for reality, it is yet invisible
Seen only in your mind's crucible
So the point of separation
Becomes not a point of great affliction!
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