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Jan 2014
If love is when reality is finally better than your dreams, then I’m exactly the opposite of it. Reality can’t seem to bend its rules to let me have a good life. Dreams though are different. They are the products of our imagination. Dreams are something that we truly own. We can force it to be whatever we want it to be, whatever would suit or satisfy us. It was given to us because sometimes, we need a temporary escape from the cruel clutches of Life.
Nebuleiii
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Nebuleiii  Land of Ooo
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