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Oct 2013
A dream is something
From which we can awake
From that which we are falling..
From that which we are running..

But life is something
Of which we are already awake..
To that which abandons us
To that which chases us..

In my dream
My fear approaches
But I can open my eyes
And the danger is gone

But in my life
My eyes are open..
And my fear is approaching
Dreamer of my life
Please open your eyes..
Written by
John  Berlin
(Berlin)   
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