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In my reality
there is a world.
And in that world,
there is me.

I see,
I hear,
and I feel.

What I see are faces,
of people here and now.
What I hear are beats,
of hearts large and loud.
What I feel is gratitude,
for a chance to be around.

I don't know,
what it means to you,
this reality of mine.
Maybe your's
is its