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〖°•.𝕊tart.•°〗

We are dreaming of tomorrow.

And tomorrow isn't coming.

We are dreaming of a glory that we don't want.

We are dreaming of a new day.

When the new day's here already.

We are running from the battle.

When it's one thay must be fought.

And still we sleep.

We are listening fot the calling.

But never really heeding.

Hoping for the future when the futures only plans.

Dreaming of the wisdom that we qre dodging daily.

Praying for a savior when salvation's in our hands.

And still we sleep.

And still we sleep.
And still we pray.
And still we fear.

And still we sleep.

⦅°•.𝔼nd.•°⦆

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