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013 - 𝗪𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀...☆

When i fall asleep, i always dream
of strange places habited by
the weirdest creatures.
The most beautifully scary things,
manifestations of my darkest
and deepest thoughts.

I dream of these worlds,
all of them so familiar
but all of them so far away...

It feels like i know these people,
I've known them my whole life
but I know nothing about them,
I don't know their names, i can't see their faces.

Sometimes I wish I had more time there,
i wish i had more time to explore,
to meet these people.
Is it wrong to dream of never waking up?
Is it wrong to dream of no more endless nothingness?

This colorful, confusing, chaotic,
wonderful life I live when my eyes are closed
and my body is at rest...
When my soul is traveling the realms
outside of the world of the living,
and when the mind is quiet and the heart beats calmly...

Is my only dream, waiting to become true.