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I'm not sure what is a dream and what is real at times. Or if real is a real word and if words even exist outside of our imagination... I still can't say for certain if falling asleep is opening your eyes in the morning or closing them at night... and I'm lonely, but not sadly. Everybody is alone. I want love like love wants love..oxygen and drifting clouds. And im not scared to be alive, nor do I fear death. These days more people are. Money is an illusion. The world has been gaining some sort of "momentum" over "time" and every single day it's spinning faster. People grow up too quick. Someday I'll start to....