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Aug 2013
We sleep for a about a fourth of our lives,
While dreaming for 6 years,
And upon waking up,
Most of these dreams,
Are forgotten

The only happy life
Is forgotten

The fantasy,
Is forgotten.

And so we live,
And die, every night,

And we actually wake up,
As we lay down,
...Without knowing so
George C
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George C  United States
(United States)   
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