my dreams make life pale
My dreams make life pale
I am more alive
My surroundings more vivid
I would relish dreaming forever
There are colors I cannot describe
For they are unknown on earth
Am I in heaven?
Would it be arrogant to say yes?
I land back in my body with a loud whomp
Hitting my chest at a hundred miles an hour
My eyes open and my heart beats wildly
My hands are shaking
Reentry is always scarier than real life
Is it sad that I want to spend the rest of my life
Dreaming rather than living?
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