A poem about dreaming, the only way to get away from all our daily realitrty problems, it’s like our free vacation with no limits.

I close my eyes, almost immediately begin to fantasize, I’m no longer traumatized, by the tragedies I was force to compromise with, even though it’s living lies, I finally escape to places I’ve always idolized. This is a place with no address, and nothing less than success, Nothing to be afraid of, and the feeling of pure true love. There’s no limits, your problems instantly diminished, and all your life goals you have finished. You can even catch a glimpse of your future, and everything you saw you wish it came sooner, just leave all the nightmares to Fred Kruger. Just as you’re happy enough to begin to fly, you stop and begin a free fall, a faint noise sounds that you can barely hear at all, suddenly you hit reality, like a hallow wall, the alarms pronounced your wake up call.

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