MOTION SICKNESS

These days my days seem to go by in a blur
round and round it goes.
The images of yesterday coming by again
Tis early I rise and continue the motions
Fed
Soon it seems I'll be lost in this universe
For now it seems a bother, but in due time I'll get to embrace it
My imagination keeps me going
With images of happy places and people
Who I've never once seen
Fills me with bliss and leads me further into the abyss of a whole nother world.

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