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Camping

I have been camping in a bubble for a while

It is an agreeable occupation

The world cannot enter and you cannot escape

 

I always wake up with the sun shining through my window

It warms my body and makes me happy

All my dreams are forgotten and the air tastes fresh

 

But there are things about paradise that I do not care for

I hate that I accept what I cannot touch or even feel

And reject out of hand what I consider real