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Sep 2014
So I dream of a dream neither beautiful nor sweet. A dream left in public but no one can find. A dream sold to billions with no price. A dream so young, you would say it's that old. A dream so true that you testify its a lie. A dream of reality in a dream. A dream washed by the stream but calm by the tsunami. A dream chaser living a dream running in circles. A dream that has been confused to a nightmare. There is no difference between a dream and a nightmare.  The only confusion is how you reacted when you were asleep. We fall asleep to see what happened tomorrow but wake up to forget what happened yesterday. In order to see, you must not see, in order to feel, you must not feel. If the glass is half full, its a stupid break through, if the glass is half empty, its a scientific breakthrough.
We dream to remember but wake up to forget.
Written by
Ronald Sublimino Shabangu  25/M/Kwa Thema
(25/M/Kwa Thema)   
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