{"sf1_id":2164708,"sf2_id":"dmWEprJ1","title":"In a world","author":"master1988","words":56,"posted_at":"2024-08-13T19:17:24.000Z","tags":["Poetry","sadness"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2164708-in-a-world","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dmWEprJ1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d9/f8/d9f88309-c475-4490-a56c-0efde8d41c6f","description":"Some more poetry from me to you","content":"In a world were I don't belong it would be a perfect world. Feels like I don't exist. Mirrors lining the road I walk endlessly on. Locked in a room of mirrors. Forced to see all my flaws and errors. No escape from myself. Wish this could end. But this is reality and it bites hard.","series":{"name":"Poems","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1394569-recovery-time.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2247287-what-i-need.json"}}