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Extreme Surrealism: The Cycle Of Thoughts

My dreams turn to be a reality.
My life turns to be a dream.

I fall when I am awake, I fly in my dreams.

The moon appears in my awakening and flies where I fly.
The sun stops me from falling down.

Eileen is a woman who stands between
my awakening and my dreams.

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