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May 2015
If only i could die in my sleep and I wake up to my dream.

I don't wanna know reality.
I just want to be carefree.
Live on the edge with no needs to strategically plan a plan B.
I just want to live in this utopia eternally,be able to harvest in the grape vine which isn't a resemblance of rumours.
Run with my bare feet in strawberry fields.
Don't even tell me what stress is. Let the wind whisper to my soul as I stand placid.
I close my eyes and drift in celestial realms, just to be observant and admire..not to quest.

The luminescence of the sun screamed "wake up!" to my eyes. I tried to keep them shut
reality kicked it as I dreaded waking up. I sighed "life".
At times we wake up wishing we could stay asleep. I think it would be beautiful too. I believe death opens another door to a beautiful life. Anyway i once on a song said "if i die in my sleep will i die in my dreams or a night mare"
Written by
YoungSymba  Durban
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