I sleep with ghosts as long as my senses lie.
Parallel world, reality screwed up.
Running every night from bad consequences.
I will be alright, when I find the answers to the questions.
And my fairy tale will come true with the happiest end,
Everyone will feel no rue
Saved from bitter end.
Love will prevail,
Every pair joined,
Every sinner under veil
Understood, sin foiled.
Subjective reality
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