Dream on with shattered images not falling into place,
Reality all strewn about as we fumble through the maze.
The brighter side of darkness is still beyond our reach,
As we grasp with our illusions and our fragile senses keep.
Voices without language, movement without aim,
Action without purpose, a mind no longer sane.
A world that's full of fantasy, the living and the dead,
The logic that alludes us held by a single thread.
The brighter side of darkness is just a turn away,
Then we'll wake up in the morning to face another day.
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