hallucinating about a cloudy night sky while on the bus in bright day light
music my portal to another world
this windy field of daffodils i find myself in, has no guise
this faulty placebo of my brain
tripping in and out of consciousness
in a strange kaleidoscopic panoramic clip
the troughs and peaks encompass my being
and after all of this i find
that i had taken sugar and not a pill
but why do i still feel?

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