In my world, everything turns out just the way I imagine it to be. A carbon copy of the picture in my head. But we are not in my world. And time has shown me that, what is in mine is not in yours. Different worlds are inexistent to each other. So, I went back home, to my world and packed my bags. I'm not quite sure if I'm ready to leave. To leave everything I believed in for so long, behind. Permanently. For good. Maybe not, not just yet, and maybe I wouldn't ever be. But the time has come. I have no choice, I've got to leave. Something is waiting to meet me on the other side, Reality.
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