The Midnight’s Dream and Reality

Somewhere in January. In the corner of darkness. I’m choked up. Smokes on your eyes, lousy beat on your ears. Sitting. And time goes by. Like every dreams always fade away. Back and gone. Never materialized. How could you measure dreams anyway? And why bother? Why not let loose?

Shut the dreams up! Walk the new reality.

Time to wake up now.

Dawn is coming.

I’m still trying to sleep.

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Pada Sebuah Kutipan – 14

Through the rain and storm, we ride on. Upon our cave, I look at her eyes. “Let’s turn back and slide,” she says. So, I grab her hand and go…

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