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Henkisii ongelmii oletuskuvan kanssa.
Now i'm happy.

I'm looking at you through the glass,
don't know how much time has passed,
all I know is that it feels like forever,
no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head.

How do you feel? That is the question,
but I forget you don't expect an easy answer.

While your outside looking in discribing what you see,
remember what you're staring at is me.

How much is real?
So much to question.