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Parallel

The world of mine
No one can see through
Not even myself
At times my eyes can't see
At times rainbow appears in stormy rain
At times a mind in the highest high and lowest low
At times wise at times foolish
At times the most loving then hate...
At times atop the mountains then fall
and hit my head to the ground bleeding
At times the artist with a heart of gold
At times act silly dumb
Wake up I say to the self
Unchain the smallness of self
And let down no more of this dream
But my eyes can't see
What's dream or reality
But my eyes can't see
Half dreams half reality
The parallel world of mine
No one can see through
Not even myself
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Submitted on July 04, 2013

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