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I am not alive because

I have already died.

The world that created me,

Killed me not too long ago.

Death and sadness,

Yes.

But more happy than sad

Although sadness governs.



Sometimes I have to

Wake up from life

To see the dream

For, sleeping is not dreaming.

Sleeping is “A Dream Within

A Dream.”

I see the dream

But I am not surprised.

I am not alive because

I have already died.

The world that created me,

Killed me not too long ago.



I traveled from one to another

I grew

I experienced

I learned and loved

And I died.

The world that created me,

Killed me not too long ago.