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Lucid

November 20, 2013
By Anonymous

Escaping to the world where everything exists.
Breathing the air of pleasure.
What fantasies are here today?
What adventures will I endeavor?

Through the fog I travel,
until it becomes clear.
Focusing, relaxing, and crafting
while concentrating my stance so it won’t disappear.

No one can hurt me
because I do as I please.
It’s not too hard, all I have to do is think.
Arduous at first, eventually with ease.

What an unhealthy addiction
the extent of my travels seem.
When I wake up I have to remember.
Was it real or was it a dream?



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