one idea in gods head.
Just a cell, wheel of socialization,
fingerprint of books you read.
No more space in clouds.
Forget to fly, only fall.
You fucked it up on all possible roads.
Keep falling apart until remains nothing at all.
No pink realities, rabbit hole is closed,
red pills are sold out.
You are bounded with physic laws,
sealed in grave, dead psychonaut.
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