The Uncertainty Of A Lost Dream

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The Uncertainty Of A Lost Dream

The uncertainty of a lost dream in the realm of the blankness
In the most remote place of the imagination
Where every soul gets lost in the labyrinth of the darkness
When it seems that every hope vanished and every clarity had been erased
The silence whispers all the secrets that hover in the ethereal
Where the deception and the honesty blend together, creating a profanity of senses
Confusion and bewilderment become the sweet refuge of the dejected souls
Miserable is the foul frolic of the spirits that lost themselves in the maze of the stupor
Like in an endless nightmare that might fade as soon as the hallucinations vanish away
When the torpor ceases to feed every spirited soul, once the despair rules the realm of the imperceptible.
Esther Elizabeth Racah

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