Really a Dream

Trippen unconsciously

throughout

the center

 

of the world…

 

Meeting people

whom honestly, are the likes

of whom i never deemed?

 

All fast-asleep

curled-up in a underground

parking-lot,

in a canadian city

was it really a dream?

 

There i was,

in New York City,

partying

in a beautiful park

among honest

powerful people..

You could hear

their laughter

an joyful screams…

 

i felt the true meaning

of lov

an home…

Within this dream

as i truly unconsciously

roamed…

 

Was it really

a dream?

 

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