When you see the line between dream and reality breached
You know there's no way back to intact truth
and yes, it was all subjective to begin with
Thus loving the world becomes like loving
an ever evasive other, your lover that never becomes one with you,
at best intimately close, skin on skin.
But do stop to realize
that you are other to everything else,
part of the same fragmented self.
Always half asleep,
and the dream was beyond you to begin with.
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