One more try

Last night I dreamt of losing you,
Extinguishing all the hopes we had,
This morning that naive nightmare turned true,
And now its time for us, to pretend to be glad,
Pretend to be glad of the restored personal freedom,
Overlooking the pure natural orientation of our two inclinations,
As one, failing to notice the unified power of our synergetic vigor,
Heedlessly deciding to throw away our imagination and instead of reflections,
We run, masquerading our ignorant selves with gaudy glum,
Rather lets figure out the contrariety of our emotions and forget rigor,
If we grow a second with each mistake we make, then our lives don’t grow old, but grow bigger.


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