Its all a dream, that's all that this so called life is. If we really have no control over our actions, like we are powerless in dreams, than why don't we deem life to be nothing more than a mere dream? If people are right, and things cant really be this bad or this perfect than we are all rag dolls in one specific dreamer's head on this eternal sleepless night. If we don't want it to be real, than this must be an elaborite dream from inside which we can somehow still feel. If there are memories of those who are dead and new people to leave us than this must be a play in our head, a play that we shall call "The Dream." If love is something we all fear than there are little voices messing around with your head and you must be safe and sound, comfy and cozy in your bed. So I guess this game we call life, might actually be the final dream of the last dreamer alive...
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