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Oct 2018
Absolute freedom does not exist.
Under a worldly condition, everything is controlled and measure.
It is only in my dreams that I can be who I want to be without any conditions

In my dreams, I am seeing you and me
I know in reality our circumstance is taboo
But can you blame me if my heart believes it’s not true?
I don’t know how it happened but I just suddenly feel something strange inside of me
The feeling is indescribable and undefinable
But why the heart understands the deepest connotation behind the unfathomable query of the mind?

It is a beautiful mystery I suppose
In my dreams, we display the other versions of ourselves
No titles, no conditions and no circumstances
What I feel in my dreams is the absolute freedom of being with you

I wish my dreams do come true
When? That’s a question which can never be answered by yes or no
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Deeply-rooted
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   Fawn
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