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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
But if only dreams were enough. Living you in my dreams will never do. Its like dreaming of food, while you starve and die a little bit more every day
The dream is real in the abstraction's reality. I'm so quiet asleep. Only when I wake up, I'll speak.
Blue sky. Me.
Green trees. The river isn't for me.
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