In my delirium
I find many friends
Shall they be under a rock
I will go under the rock
Going to the outer worlds
I fly away everyday
On a new world
I swim to the next shore
An unfamiliar kingdom
That I have yet to set my eyes on
A lost cascade
Hidden in time, but where time does not exist
Mysterious creatures linger
In the murky waters
They may seem scary
But in my delirium
I find all my friends
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