ESCAPISM

A beautiful place, the same old place. Shapes of blues and greens flow with grace, a feast of rêverie for the eye. Wind, water, sun, light, the world dances with the mind. Peace and melancholy sing as everything flows and goes. Choking on comfort, locked in this world, one can simply waltz with their thoughts. In this ballad of wonders, there's only one way in and no way out. Fragmenting reality, the hues twirl along with the music. This could go on forever. This is the mind's favorite game. No resisting. Now diving into escapism.

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