Hidden World
Never ending
Pure and surreal
Rivers and lakes clear as Quartz
Trees of stories
Mountains of futures
Lands of memories
Skies of dreams
I begin
Seeing with my brain
Feeling with my eyes
Hearing my surroundings
Yet, I remain in silent slumbers
Suppressing my mind with unhealthy hungers
Of the horrors
In this society
But then,
Learning provides euphoria
The world shows some elegance
Here, drawn back,
I eat, sleep, and breathe you to survive
The world of enlightenment,
What more can you provide?
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