I wonder if we have another life
when we go to sleep.
Don’t always remember the dream but,
it must be something epic.
Waking up exhausted
have to reorient myself.
Feeling bewildered
have to relearn how to talk.
A different world from yesterday,
yet one and the same.
Have I changed so much?
A night, a galaxy away.
Hello, oxygen!
Wonder where have you been?
I must’ve been kept in a vacuum,
it muffled and grayed.
When the sun is down
and the shapes are blurred,
I invite you to hear the song
in the background all along.
It carries the day away
into a kneaded history,
where all the thoughts are relaxed
and senses run free.
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