Surrender

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Surrender

"Wake up, and go, find the real world."

I am living in a world filled with sweet nightmares of lullaby. I assume there is nowhere to go, the skies are full of vultures— awaits to dine.

Go— a reaper appeared, as he whispers them to me, that he can find a place for me to open my eyes, rest and to surrender upon the truth.

We walk, walk, and walk, until we get to the place.

Go— a late friend suddenly appeared on my way to find the place the reaper is guiding me. "Everything is going to be alright." My old friend grabbed my hand to reassure me. He gave me a protection for my vulnerable spirit.

Go— I found my favorite stuffed toy alongside of the road. The last time I remembered, I left them in a box in my ancestral home. I guess what's meant for us will always find its way to us. As it should.

Go— apparently, the world turned into a void, a blank space in white.

Go— run as fast as you could, there's no turning back, stop the horrors from creeping in.

"Surrender, go, wake up! A vulnerable mind becomes a strength in the real world."

"Surrender! go! and wake up!"

"Wake up, and from now, Surrender!"

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