Madness engulfs us,
teetering at the abyss,
we question it all,
the tightening noose
is choking our happiness,
how to thrive in this?

If this is a dream
it’s humanity’s nightmare,
we can choose to wake,
our souls are the gold,
don’t sell them for promises,
we have the free will.

The sky’s the limit,
our blue-sky imaginings
will seed our New Dream,
let’s breathe, take a step,
walk away from the madness,
and never look back.

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