Is this what I sleep for…….. Will the things I witness there ever… Become real. Or have they already…

The wind was silent on these hills this day. I walked where there was once nothing but death. America was called to suicide here once.

I have seen the hours go by…… but only minutes it lasts…… for the moments after it is over, I can recall…. the time we spend in dreams….. Will we ever return….…
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