Every dream dies
When your eyes
Are forced
To open
And outside
In the real world
The wonder is dead
In comparison
It's a never-ending void to fill
So I don't bother
If I could
Just for a day
Be paralyzed
In the ocean
Drifting
Or drowning
Either way
I would
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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