Chasing Dreams
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In losing, but still finding
In finding, feeling lostness
In dreams achieved, you’ll notice
The unavoidable abyss
The chasm of the chase: ever yearning, never sate
I’m flowing, pulsing, dripping with life, perhaps the main
reason is the absence of strife. I’m singing, and laughing and
talking aloud, now that I’m finally out from under the shroud.
When you are alone in your bedroom and you just wanna to dance full blast Go For It
no one is watch you and no one will not judge you for what you do. Music is secret to life
