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The User

Grass is greener in the dreams
Than in reality, but much more – here
As many others before
I came to the spider by myself
It dissolved me
and made a part of the cobweb
As from many others before
Now it pushes in my face my instincts
But throwing away the mind first
It turned my consciousness into the clay
Crumpled and put back in head
I can escape any time although
But I’m afraid that sun will burn me
As I look at the window
I’m afraid of the shot
As I open the door
I’m afraid what I’ll feel is a fiction,
As I open my eyes