Below the waves strike
Wildly against the rocks
Above, lie the seven serene skies
And the million little stars
But the misty fog separating the two,
I dare not cross
Beyond lies the empty darkness
Ahead lie the blinding lights.
Rays of hope
But the fringes separating the two,
I dare not cross
In the unconsciousness lie
The dreams
In the consciousness, lies the truth
And from the slumber separating the two,
I dare not rise
Behind me lies the reality
Ahead lies fantasy
But the dream separating the two.
I dare not dream
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