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I dont know

found myself, lying on the emptiness of the city looking at the clouds, watching how the dark sky begins the show himself holding hands with the moon. And in the quietness of the city I lost myself in the immensity of the space and found myself floating near the stars.

So help me please. I don't know if I'm dreaming or have I just drank too much. I don't know if the colors I see, are they real or not. I don't know if this is the actual sound of silence I've been waiting for. I don't know if I'm dead, and if I'm dead, do I really enjoy it or should I go back to life? I don't know..

And as I look back the Earth seems to be falling down through a tunnel of meteorocks, so I struggle to make it there but then I feel like I'm drowning in this sea of darkness which froze me up and made me lose my mind.

After a while the Earth just stopped moving and so did I. I couldn't control this, the space is in total silence. Have I gone deaf? The moon just stared at me as if saying 'you are not here'. That's when I saw this hand holding me, taking me higher.

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