I liked to pretend that I lived in a world
Where everything was right, and nothing was wrong,
Where everyone was happy and everyone was free.
I liked to think that I lived in a world
With fairies and mermaids and castles and dreams--
But now the string that pulls me back
Says otherwise.
Because this is reality.
This world filled with war, conflict, and death.
The scars on our race I cannot escape
Not matter how much I wish or pray.
Because this is reality.
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