Moving on

Wake me not, for I am deep asleep;

As the dreams come and go, let me silently weep.

 

Break me not, whenever I feel strong;

I hate lying to myself, that I am finally moving on.

 

Ask me not, for I have nothing else to give;

Pain is all that I have, holding which I must live.

IPLOGO

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