Colors look like they've never before.
Was it that I saw them dull or neon,
Maybe I was happy, maybe I wasn't.
The breeze feels different and my room smells off.
The stench of you has gone away,
I smell like myself again.
Lavender, sandalwood, cotton.
My eyes have been stripped,
I only see lines and feelings.
What if my dreams aren't the problem.
...
–Wake Up : Motopony
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