He blindly pretends it is bliss
living in his favorite dream,
and try to believe there are no
consequences as dream has no limits.
But who knocks on the door in this hour?
reality seems to be in her limits of patience.
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 9:22 PM UTC
He blindly pretends it is bliss
living in his favorite dream,
and try to believe there are no
consequences as dream has no limits.
But who knocks on the door in this hour?
reality seems to be in her limits of patience.
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