After Climbing to the City's High Point, My Dream Didn't Feel Right

Also known as "I feel my youth in a dream, is there something wrong with me?" ", "Tomorrow's Dream, Insomnia City, Player and Her" ———————— The day-to-day routine was shattered by the surreal due to an accident. Progress becomes the only hymn of nothingness. The girl who asks questions about the world is firmly on the path of seeking. Dream chatter, the city and the truth jointly construct a paradoxical poem about love, youth and death. She questions, she advances; She comes, she sees. "I'm not here to help you." She said. "I just think the world is ridiculous." So says the seeker.