The Waking Dream

by mudrhetoric

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In vivid motion.
The sun rose in the west.

My life is a waking dream.
I never woke up.

I sleep, lying awake.
My dreaming never stops.

The hum was snow on the tv.
The neon glowed under the door.

Image from: http://www.theguardian.com/film/movie/83463/crash

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