Or for some reason your skin seems to rub off,
or become elastic,
as if you've lost all that you thought you had when you went to sleep,
you wake up alone,
you walk around your dim, sunlit home
you go back to bed, feeling like that wasn't even your house
you curl up in the seemingly strange bed, between the cold sheets
and off you drift,
home.
the world around you changed while you were sleeping.
you changed your world while you were sleeping,
and the world changed you when you woke up,
don't you see?
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