To escape reality,I hide in fantasy's sanctuary,Making up things dat made me happy,I took refuge in there for far too long,I began to bring them out to life, And when I realised dat they wont happen, I dashed back to my shell,That shielded me from the world. Out of the shell,I fall.
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Thanks for writing this.
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