Ambling across the desperate dunes of insanity,
My mind wanders. Confused.
Barely able to discern reality from deceit,
Entering the dangerous oasis of chemical, what's the word for it...
Relief...
Gradually, blurred lines become
Reasonably unblurred.
I, slowly, identify myself as me.
Surely, it's me. I'm really not sure. Are you?
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The Biggest Competition Ever II
Poetry***Wattpad has told us we can add no more to part one .... so here is part 2.*** This will be the biggest competition in the history of the Poets Pub. A 10 week competition to find an ultimate poet here at the Pub. 10 different poetry styles over...
