Haze

I live in my own dream and I shake the bell of awakening. I stop the mind, but there is haze. The summer of life is in full swing. Illusions and mirrors … beyond them the wind of infinity grabs the unknown strings of my spirit.
Awake and alive, I rest in the cocoon of my inner self. But soon, wings will spread.

No dreams for the avatar…

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