Reality

December 14, 2015

There is no reality,

There is no me,

We are but a dream,

No matter how real it may seem,

So live free,

Friends as teams,

Be you no matter the means,

You never know when this dream,

Will no longer beam,

And we will be,

A harsh reality.

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