euphoria
euphoria what a thing a state of mind bringing grateful times stumbling past hate to state where nothing can relate a loss of control I feel it once more in mind, body, and soul reality is insanity and I'm thrilled I'm left out day after day wrapped in time bound by ourselves euphoria lets you free your mind with all possibilities everyone sees it differently in a trance lost at last but I can't relax better that what's known yet still with burdens of its own like falling in a hole euphoria what a hold
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