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Description
I walked a path, well-trodden,
on the earth freshly sodden
with tears of lost dreams,
tearing at the seams
of this reality rotten.

While there, I happened to glance
at the dryads in their dance.
They seem quite insane,
prehaps from the pain
of the wolves biting, by chance.

I was starting to stumble,
my head all in a jumble;
this world was so queer,
nothing like it is here;
in this delirious jungle.

I was trying to make sense
of all this chaotic mess,
(sense of this horrid
dream that struck sorid)
when all it was was madness.

Description
I walked a path, well-trodden,
on the earth freshly sodden
with tears of lost dreams,
tearing at the seams
of this reality rotten.

While there, I happened to glance
at the dryads in their dance.
They seem quite insane,
prehaps from the pain
of the wolves biting, by chance.

I was starting to stumble,
my head all in a jumble;
this world was so queer,
nothing like it is here;
in this delirious jungle.

I was trying to make sense
of all this chaotic mess,
(sense of this horrid
dream that struck sorid)
when all it was was madness.