We smile, we cry, we live, we die.
For an ounce of happniess our entire lives we strive
Our ultimate dream is not to dream, but to live not survive.
Everyone wants to stay alive, people who wish not to are the persons whose dreams have died.
Forever is not promised to imperfect men but the few who live their lives seeking prefection.
So what hope lies for the masses who believe in reality than concept of fantasies?
Who really then is happy?
If Faith has to be tested and the faithless are detested.
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