reality was lurking
in the corner
of my eye

there’s a blind spot
where it thought
I wasn’t looking

I could see it
blinking in and out
of existence

in… out
in… out
here… not here

I realized
whereas I thought
I was here to learn about it

in reality
it was here… not here
to learn about me

we laughed
reality and I
here… not here

here… not…

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