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I am just a mind
Trapped in a mortal body.
My dream is liberation
From the temporary home
That traps my soul.
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Each night I escape
To roam freely in the world of the subconscious.
Nothing real is in existence,
Merely shadows of the reality I must leave behind.
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Then I am violently wrenched from the freedom enjoyed so much
To become trapped for another day,
To weaken with the passage of time,
And, if I am not revealed,
To perish with my captor.
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