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A Detour from Reality


A butterfly dance on my dream, Taking my invisible other-self onstage. I found myself light as a feather, Singing in the sky. Half-awake, finding myself lost in a fantasy, And an illusion I want to stay in. Filled with silence in the air, Sparking new music self-composed in my mind. A far-away inspiration whispers in my ear. A gift of memory-lost bestowed upon me, I leave behind the unnecessary parts of my past. Shredding the timeline of my mistakes to fragments, And staying between the present and the unpredictable future. A quiet noise empties my mind, allowing me to Neglect the events of yesterday and tomorrow. The inevitable disappearing, A loop of merriest conclusions jumps in my life. A twist of fate bring out The ending in which I desired. But dream doesn’t last long, nor does the illusion stay together. The silence breaks into earsplitting sound, and needless recollections piles up. Irreversibly, my feet take me back to reality.
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