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Try and disagree with reality*
This one simple night that is dissected to pieces by a silly dream.
Machine stalling.
Storm passing.
Man walking.
Determined to see which will bend - him or the world around.
Convinced that reality will admit being wrong.
Have faith
In eyes of suspicion
Have faith
The world will come out and confess.
In all good faith, could you have thought
Of the man who would never
Never seek his life.
Never violate the rule.
But lay down the chill of the desert
Into this riverside town
No value in its name.
All in good faith
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