I have a dream,
that I happily live in, without worries, without reality.
Spring is everlasting in that dream,
Birds are chirping like a symphony,
Breeze smells like barley.
I have a dream,
that I dread.
Because it's too scenic,
Because it's too deceptive,
Because it's too luring.
I have a dream,
that I call delusions.
Winter is omnipresent in that dream,
Symphony sounds like merciless taunt.
Wind brews like inevitable disaster.
I have a dream,
I too indulge in,
Until I can no longer differentiate,
What lies and truths are.
The dream I have,
So fictional yet so real.
that I happily live in, without worries, without reality.
Spring is everlasting in that dream,
Birds are chirping like a symphony,
Breeze smells like barley.
I have a dream,
that I dread.
Because it's too scenic,
Because it's too deceptive,
Because it's too luring.
I have a dream,
that I call delusions.
Winter is omnipresent in that dream,
Symphony sounds like merciless taunt.
Wind brews like inevitable disaster.
I have a dream,
I too indulge in,
Until I can no longer differentiate,
What lies and truths are.
The dream I have,
So fictional yet so real.
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