In my dreams I am awake
In my dreams I am invincible
In my dreams I can fly
In my dreams I fear not to die
In my dreams I live a lie
When I wake I feel asleep
When I wake I feel weak
When I wake I can barely walk
When I wake I see my frailties
When I wake I see the truth
As the day progresses I wake to see the life I have in front of me
As I move about I feel my strength
As the day wears on I realize I can fly
As I the thoughts sink in, what matters if i live or die?
As it the day comes to an end i think to myself... In my life my dreams can become my reality: Life is what you make it
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