If life was a dream how long would it last? Can I dream? Can I dream? Of what's life suppose to be. The unforeseeable future is uncertainty. The presence of scum is a burden. You might be confused or lost but life is not certain. People are curious about the unknown but are so quick to close the curtain. Sometimes I wonder what part of me is brave enough to embrace my imperfections. Am I scared of the truth or lies? We all have demons we deal with so don't seem surprised when the underdog thrives. You will fall but will you stay down or stand up? There is no point in life to giving up but hey take your time what's the rush? If life was a dream how long would it last? Can I dream? Can I dream? Of what's life suppose to be.
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