demons told you things,
you got unsettled.
being lost in lucid dreams,
let unfold of what life brings.
and it comes as pebbles, scattered.
i go down the rabbit hole,
get m.i.a.
quit soul-stripping down the pole.
stretch your hands before the fall.
go run astray.
down the rabbit hole
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