Reality

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I heard a sweet sound of a bird
who gave me its wings to fly
to fly to the valley of the wind
where only people like me lives
Alone
I flew higher and higher and higher
until reality killed that bird
and dragged me back to this world
cut my wings from its roots
so that I could never fly again
so that I could never dream again
so that I could never live again

 

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