the green lines of horizon
shone in my eyes,
and the buildings rising,
made me cry,
for I was not home,
not even close,
I was far, in a land of dreams,
a land that exists not,
and yet I was there.
I Am, so I must Be,
I kept saying to me,
yet I all around there is,
nothing but green lines and dots.
I myself am no more
than a green pixel in
a green over black world.
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