| My impressions, my memories,
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| like a spirit’s biology
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| Feeling the silent breeze through the branches,
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| caressing my dreams peacefully in harmony
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| Sensitive signs entangle my mind
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| An alien activity
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| Myriads of atoms converging to cells
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| creating my memories,
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| this cosmos of chaos in me My inner slumber, streams of reflections,
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| veils of impressions, misty diffusion
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| Transparent visions, the center of me The alien activity
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| Myriads of atoms converging to cells
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| creating my memories,
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| this cosmos of chaos in me The freezing winds in your mind
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| stir up your sense of time
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| Like the dark quakes from below
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| ruin your self-control
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| Whisperings from me shimmering, I am like an asp-tree
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| shaking in the wind
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| which carry my leaves
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| Your reality is shaped by your dreams
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| What is confusing me? |
| I am losing control
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| Awakened surreality affects your fantasy
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| I am awake with my fantasies
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| Entwine in unity, strengthening your belief
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| Far away from nature’s true activities
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| All-embracing chemistry
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| I have dreams of reality
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| River of visions hidden by my body,
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| opens this flowing, unlimited dimension of mine
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| Reality of memories
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| This alien activity
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| Myriads of atoms converging to cells
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| creating my memories,
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| this cosmos of chaos in me This unknown activity of yours
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| Consists of atoms converging to cells
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| They create your memories
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| They build a chaos of cosmos in you |