I could feel the world shift
First leaning right, then leaning left
Sounding like thunder
But nothing was there
My cats were staring at the ceiling
But even it was bare
I began to wonder
And even to fret
Had my world been reset
Nothing felt right
Nothing felt true
What was once down was now blue
Amongst the hidden
In the darkened sky
I covered my face, and covered the lies
Because outside was no different
Who was I?
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