Before the night closes his curtains, my dreams escaped my reality.
Those two figures were vicious enemies, despite sharing the same residence and serving on my soul.
I wanted them to linger, to hold my hot and angry days, and they wanted me, to sleep and never wake up, to live inside a vision instead of creating one.
I'm a human, and my freedom is weak without you. I need a dream that occupies my frame and turns my fear into courage, and my dull days into a love story.

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