Everyone dreams, wakes up, or forgets, or remembers, or thinks of it at a certain moment. Are the things in those dreams true or false? Are they for yourself or someone else? If the dream disappears, will you still be here? Two protagonists, two lives, two destinies.
I once envied you for being free and unattended
You dream of having a father, a mother, and a family?
I keep finding it in possession
You continue to be strong in the midst of loss
We've all been lost in dreams
can't find a way out
But we will eventually go through life
Maybe it will grow into what we dream of
Maybe more than we expected
That is your life and mine. Others will eventually be unable to control it.
I've seen your face in a dream, it's so familiar
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