Mundane world, ordinary days
Extraordinarily simple, simply unfazed
Seek solace in an unreal world
Worldly cares start to dwindle
When it ends, antsy I become
Coming out, I yearn for more
More of magic, magically plotted
Fantasy, history, and slice of life all procreated
What has become of life; lively nothings?
Nothingness abound, abundance of vanities
Only a count to life, the choice of empty or fulfilling
I shall choose the latter
Living out this mundane, simple, logic-based life to the brim
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