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The Holocaust Of Dreams

Dreams are lined up against the wall
In an imaginary Holocaust
One by one, they are shot down
As the dreamer is grounded
To an uneventful reality
A place where innocent fantasies get you nowhere
Because others have lost them too early
And so with a sharp tongue
And a cold heart
They line your dreams up

And tear them down.
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