I run right through the empty fields of infinite wonder, to only discover
I'm surrounded by shame. To uncover the hidden tears and collect
comming turns. Despise the growing pain. I'll run right through the
maze in the field. Guess my way through and through. Mark my tracks with my
tears. Feel the wind in my hair. Begin my only destination to end this
dream. As it feels it never ends. The night gets darker and colder. Realize
I'm being followed. But I don't know from where. Where am I?
Where have I gone?

Theres a window in the air. I climb a tree and pass through. On the
otherside, a whole new world. No more color, dazed in my dream.
The fuzz, It's not too clear. I don't know which is worse. Now I
go away. Did I wake?
 
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