GREAT SOUL IN MY COUNTRY 2 © 2008

I feel grand in this genuine writing,

But the problem arises, and reality is a mine,

Hidden, about to explode at any moment,

When I try to move, I feel its torment.

Each word is force, each verse, an explosion,

But when I try to shape them, I lose myself in illusion,

I forget that life has its own laws,

And in writing, sometimes, I feel I have strayed.

It is a fine line between the real and the dreaming,

And as I walk upon it, I do not know where I will end,

I feel grand, but fear the imminent collapse,

When the mine of reality explodes in my mind.

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