It started slow...and continued exactly the same way,
I never seemed to quite grasp any vivid sensation,
of knowing which way I was going, in which direction.
This strange, strange day...where fact seemed to crumble,
and the edge of reason, of any sense taking a tumble..
just like fiction as I looked 'round for any sign of knowing
Where I was, where I'd been...or even where I was going
This strange strange day, which seemed almost a dream
What have I done?...What have I achieved?...Nothing it would seem.
I sat here, waiting, forever waiting, for what seemed like an age.,
No wonder I need a life, or mayhap a key to my self-made cage?........
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