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I see the grass as green and

the clear sky as blue.

But, what if they’re purple, gold, and gray?

I see drunks and stoners, liars and cheaters,

instead of beautiful people, taking my breath away.

Perception’s like memory, we trust it with our lives.

Like the curve of your jaw fading in my eye, it’s all unreliable in this mind.

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