When one slips,
The line between fantasy and reality blurs.
Are the stings from Mangy Butterwhips,
Or from juvenile slurs?
Are the teas flavored by rosehips,
Or from Blithering Hummdingers?
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What is the difference?
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Do the words float off in the abyss between your ears,
With naught but the faint sound of fae bells?
Or is this an onslaught of bitter tears,
Brought on by barbed jeers?
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Do you blur the events?
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Is laughter between friends,
Or is it just cruel?
Is sanity on what one depends,
Or is there no such thing as a fool?
Is love a true defense,
Or is it a mere tool?
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Do you allow yourself to be used?
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Who chooses the rules,
The definitions for the masses?
Who creates the schools,
Gives structure to the classes?
Who determines the pulls,
The weight one carries and which law passes?
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Knowledge is power, isn't it?
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Why would anyone wish for the worst,
Pick the least chosen?
Why would some body allow themself to be cursed,
Wake the unwoken?
Why would someone want to be the first,
Melt the frozen?
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Why clear the way for others?
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What is normalcy,
The average?
What is lunacy,
The savage?
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Who cares?