Just breathe and rely on yourself
A dream is only a dream until it becomes a reality
Falling down the rabbit hole into the vast wide-open of hallucinations
You crave for what’s in front of you, but it’s so far away
You go to grasp and realize it’s not there to stay
Spiraling further into descendence, a never ending cycle

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