Pity those who live without love.
Those who read of happy endings and
never believe in the words that dance inside their minds.
Those who need only see a light within the darkest of tunnels.
Who have desperate hearts longing for compassion beneath satin sheets.
Who are alone in an imaginary world where reality is simply behind a reflection.
Lies are turned into golden melodies and rain dances into the curves of their bodies.
They must see beneath the unknown fear behind the abstract realms of this world.
They need not to dwell on dreams but to remember to live without limitations.
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