XXXV : nightmares are dreams too (i cannot wake)

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 only a hopeless dream I can never hope to escape.

between the realms of reality and slumber, a purgatory, limbo in-between. a murky shade of unpenetrable fog.

kept between cold iron bars, an endless haunting melody ringing, taunting, soothing

into

one

world

into

            the next.

the boundaries blur and you don't know what....

what is real?

                   what is a dream?

am I asleep,

                  am I awake?

please, tell me.

please wake me from this dream.

(they've told me dreams come true but...but-- nightmares are dreams, too.)


please, set me free.

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