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I would sell my soul
To become something bigger
Read to many books
Dreams of a power
Journey, adventure, legends
Like me, a hero
Nostalgia spites me
Funny, I never lived that
Deja vu but worse
Dreams dissolve to dust
The alarm slashes my throat
Reality sucks
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