my dreamy mindless numbness;
You,
display affections without cue
and touch me with a soft caress
but always out of tune

your strings are struck and softly
You
play me your tune of solitude
although surrounded by so many
people living in numbness too

my dreamy milky nothingness;
You,
who dance to a note out of tune
unwilling to stand up and face
a world so realistically tuned

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