House of Alternate Realities

My days were nights, and I looked up to the floors.

I read silently in a corner that was lit by perplexity before

Getting up and stepping around the numerous chandeliers in the house.

Out every window I saw a version of myself, each in another dimension.

I was happy; I was sad; I was angry,

Yet despite the tempting inception pulling between time and space

I chose this reality over dreams.

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