We used to live in the Castle of dreams
it was built for the special reason
we called it our sanctuary
yet, certain people called it — a prison…
Don’t be harsh, never be rude
meekness is stronger than cruelty
those were the rules we have learned
in the Castle of dreams, which was just a DREAM!
All of a sudden, nothing was making sense
when hatred was guided by the fears
when the souls were suffocated by the tears.
Still missing our Castle of dreams
now it is floating across the cloudy skies
existing only in the wind’s memories and cries…
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