By the way, my friend is gone,
though talking goes on, nobody
listens – since reality is simply
one inter-subjective fantasy -
similar to millions of alternatives
I might as well dream up a
parallel universe; since I have
to keep my thoughts to myself,
you refuse to listen, wishing
only the hear what you like
I might as well dream up a
storm – better than the one
which came before…
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