Walk along the line between sanity and this dream.
When words make sense and pieces fit,
I hover, unwanting to wake, and reluctant.
When the dream is more real than dawns’ kiss.
It is hard to return to reality.
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Walk along the line between sanity and this dream.
When words make sense and pieces fit,
I hover, unwanting to wake, and reluctant.
When the dream is more real than dawns’ kiss.
It is hard to return to reality.
