Reality

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Soaring through the spectrum, transcending planes, going through space 

As you search for a happy dream 

Is this reality? Or is it fantasy?

Genially, your brave heart swimming in fantasy 

Which it drew from a new tomorrow

Is this reality? Or is it fantasy?

Every day, you'll meet a new friend, who eases the harshness of your path

We are living in a world of numbers

Was it all my imagination? 

In my dreams, you shall fly and wander through a spectrum of destiny

For the brain is useless without adversity 

Come, my friend and share my path, so success shall be in our hands

Join me, so we can live a life full of dreams

Gently, as you wake, feeling as if you are coursing through the breeze, living every day in monotony, waiting for life to pass you by

You wake up alone, with no one by your side

Was it all imagination? 

Was it all reality? 

Looking down at the palm of destiny, do you even exist? 

Are you in someone's dream or reality? 

Do we even exist? 

Then, you look at the rope with a wistful smile, thinking back at all the days in your cluttered, desolate room, realising just how full yet empty the room is, indulging in numbers and fantasy

Nay, we don't exist

The unexamined life is not worth living 




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