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joy, laughter, life, and somniloquy

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Feelings are dangerous things because we believe in them
Reality, a bittersweet drug, is always transient
It seems as if there are two realities and one is without time
Wishes and dreams are a world apart from this transition
The ticking clock begs at me to tell another story
This candy coated cyanide called love
It appears to be an addiction

This is the story from my perspective on this battlefield of interaction called "being"

I am a sister of Kappa Delta Phi NAS Kappa Xi Chapter