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My dreams are a cruel joke.

They taunt me.

Even in my dreams, I’m an idiot…

who knows he’s about to wake up to reality.

If I could only avoid sleep.

But I can’t.

I try to tell myself what to dream.

I try to dream that I’m flying.

Something free.

It never works…

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one big soul

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Maybe all men got one big soul who everybody's a part of. 

All faces of the same man.

One big self.

Everyone looking for salvation by himself.

Each like a coal, drawn from the fire.

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