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Realm
To feel so down.
Making me frown.
I made my life the way it is.
I made it this far through this realm.
Traveling the dimensions until I can find a place to call home.
I am the wanderer, the stranger in your dreams.
I wait for a day, a time, a place, where I can be happy.
Under a sun that magnifies my burdens as I cross the lands and rolling hills.
Douse my self in alcohol and burn the memories away.
The happiness that I had is all gone.
I wander the lands all alone.
Through barren cities, to ghost towns.
Seeing only the living dead.
Fighting for my salvation.
Though I curse all around me.
I feel that I could change it if I only knew how.
Fragile as glass, I make my way towards the moon lit night.
The cold dry air upon my back.
I see the portal open as I step on through.
Traveling through realms, dimensions and time itself, just to feel at home, at peace in a place where I belong.
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