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asylum
Drowning in a world of uniformity
lost in an ever-numbing forest
of fast paced personae
with no lasting impression
on my character.

And so suddenly
i steal away from the young vortex
they call capital
paying no attention to what taunts and tempts
the (un)suspecting.
she saves me. i remember, amongst others,
what's nearest and dearest
most valuable
seeking refuge in a memory, taking solace in a sensory dream.