The dream world seems to be more real then the "REAL WORLD".
There I can Be me and do as I please without being subject to insult.
Then the big moment, I wake to find that I am "HERE"
What is "HERE" is this reality.
If this is Reality Then why is everything "HERE" So Fake .
"HERE" there is nothing That Is Real So why call it reality .
Then I Ask myself if nothing "HERE" is real then who am I Besides these oragans working together to keep me walking this irrelevant stone floating in space.
I know Longer crave what "HERE" has to offer.
so Who Am I.
I am what Is real The only Thing Promised, And
Assured In Life .
I am DEATH
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