you weren't blind
you were just obstinate
perhaps in a sort of unhealthy way
about the ideal nature
of your life,
not knowing it hang on
a thin thread
and when it came
loose,
you thought you were flying
but you were plunging
into
an unforgiving abyss
of reality
when the doors came off its hinges,
you realized your blankets
couldn’t keep you warm
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