I live in the real world.
I dream of an ideal world.
I want my ideal world to be the real world.
But that's an impossibility.
I insist in obliterating this dream.
By then, I could live my real world.
But still I dream.
I took notice of the great world of writing when I was young. Now, it would be putting to waste if I forgo this while I continue life.
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