"Our lives, our sweet dreams."
This is my collection of short poems and prose about the story of life and dreams.
Cover made by: "Book Cover Maker" @Amber_H97
My eyes won't open until the dream ends. It is not a bad dream neither a good dream. I walk, walk, and walk so far away until I left my shelter. There is no buildings, vehicles, also the crowd. But, there is black and white. I must choose, but I cannot. I need to run away from this odd place, but there is no way back unless the line that I cannot go through.
I am trapped on myself.
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