Where do we go when we all fall asleep,
a different universe? one-way cosmic trip?
It's deep in our minds it runs throguh our veins,
yet once fully woke up, oh nothing remains.
And God, how I wish I could harvest this dream,
escape from reality and perish unseen.
But everything good alweys comes to an end,
and even a dream can becoma a torment.
Sep 24, 2025
Sep 24, 2025 at 9:20 PM UTC
Where do we go when we all fall asleep,
a different universe? one-way cosmic trip?
It's deep in our minds it runs throguh our veins,
yet once fully woke up, oh nothing remains.
And God, how I wish I could harvest this dream,
escape from reality and perish unseen.
But everything good alweys comes to an end,
and even a dream can becoma a torment.
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