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Real Mud

May 25, 2021
By schiz0nuts BRONZE, Vancouver, Alaska
schiz0nuts BRONZE, Vancouver, Alaska
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The mirror’s a mugshot of reality’s juvenile

We keep running to avoid compounding terms like you and I

Some pass through the tunnel of the cigarette,

Some join the sculptures in the TV screen

Discomfort when the mud caress our feet

We all wear different shoes; we’re scared to sink

Reality is bitter; a taste bud that carves hearts in real ice

Saturation of my real eye’s iris absorbed by the manga’s ink

In illustrations, we watch them diminish Yang to illude were still amongst the Ying

Lotuses only grow in mud is what we fail to realize



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