I can sit here and pretend,
this dream is anything but fatal,
only the truth can ever be known,
and it lies in the bottom of a pool,
rushing, gushing and pertruding red,
deepness is emmensified,
and failure is present,
there is more then what you see,
more then what exists,
fear a friend of those who dream,
and shattered hopes.
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"Not all who wander are lost"
