Melancholy Dream

My life consists of a melancholy dream. A seeming thing of sighs and sights best disbelieved or simply ignored. 

So it stands to be reasoned that I know not who I am or where I go I simply know this melancholy dream. This seeming with sighs and sounds best disbelieved or simply ignored. 

So I move forward with nothing to show and nothing to gain, a life unlived. A death all the same.

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