I once built a world to escape this stressful life I've lead,a world I now wish I hand't built. It was my own shangri-la.
At first I went there only in dreams, soon it became a part of me.
I was thinking about it everday,going to it.
I am now stuck here living in this world as the real one passes me by.
As I lose touch with the life I wish I could now get back to.
Longing to live agian but too afraid of what would happen.
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