Is when an unseen circle engraved all around you
That cut apart between two worlds
One world outside the circle where it doesn't matter
One world inside the circle where all that matters
When one is detached from reality
They called themselves living in fantasy
Claiming they're floating across the sky
But the most insecure of all
Is about the fact that they could never fly
And thus die in the world of delusion
When nothing else matters but the inconspicuous delusions
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