Living in depths of a land filled with dreams, all of
them lying dormant, having no life or purpose anymore.
Wishing to enliven them, wake them from their sleep,
taking me into another place where imagination waits.
Having been falling asleep in the night air, now being
awakened in the morning light.
Stretching out, giving it's all in the spirit of the
future.
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