We were running in a dream

Playing with the rainbow, spreading the color

And we made a belief, like a star

But the dream felt empty

Wishing the brightest star to let it shine

Begging on my knees with tearing eyes

Then, what?

God-knows-where it's gone!

Like a full moon dined by the dim

Her step stopped into the dark

Slowly, quietly

She gasped, reaching for the air

Is that ‘a dream’ meant to you?

A star you wish to reach

A glass of water in dryland

A grain of rice in starvation

Keep dreaming

If you’re not willing to sacrifice something

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