Refined Madness

November 15, 2021

You'd think the journey is real

So much to taste and feel

A sight with the smell of delight...

You'd think.

Asleep the dreams are real

Awake the dreams are real

If the dreams are real, then are you and I?

They exist, we already know

They let us think there is a chance of reality

but then again,

you think?

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