are those who still await the perfect moment ...
There will be a time when all the senses come together (maybe)
and then be able to express what I feel
because only a part of me really shows.
The fear of failure again
the world turn to the opposite
that desires more normal
burn like paper and fire when it's all ashes,
find me walking on the ruins of my dreams.
I were not just dreams ...
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