It’s like a fog
Without the gray-
Limited sight
On a clear day.

And being confused
Without a question-
Feeling fooled
With nothing mentioned.

It’s like life
While being dead-
And waking up
Asleep in bed.

It’s the burn
Without a fire-
It’s not real
But desired.

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