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How have i evolved in all this time? How come could you think of me as yours and never looked back? Reality is just a phase in which we stand alone, and if dreams pass over us, they leave with all of our hopes, like sand storms suffocating my speak. Was i reality to you? for that cloud left me bare naked in the desert, and the cruel sunstroke of the vain truth became my companion. I can compete no more, i just need to reach the sea, and find myself lighter, so the burden of my feet is freed from my mind.