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There’s a door here, but it will not break…..
There’s a stone there, but it won’t remain….
Up there a heaven now, but it will not wait….
There’s a breath here, but it will not break….
There’s a face there, but it won’t remain….
Up there a heaven now, but it knows no name….
Why oh why, why does it all feel so sorrowful?
Dreams of what is real…….
Why oh why, why have these nightmares not long expired?
The real is but a dream……
Instantly things fall and fade, return to silence………………..
