Real or not I cannot tell
A hall of holograms implied
Well-formed apparitions
Where the outside is denied
Cliques in corners plotting
Murmur softly to each other
Folk that once I knew so well
Recalling one thing or another
The game I’m in is playing out
My win or lose state imprecise
As I emerge unsure of place
Into this other lived in slice
The consul light is flickering
My heavy headset now removed
Humdrum heartbeats now resuming
Demanding other world disproved
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