As the water rises to my neck
I can't breathe
Fantasy lies a thin line
Fiction deemed to be true
All these visions in my sight
All these visions in my sight
Visions that come to mind
No time to rest
Realities right behind me
Keeps pushing me, keeps pushing me
Words confront my eyes
Challenge my subconscious mind
Do I return?
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