My dream

As long as we have a dream, we’re alive -
is what people tell you.
So I pity those who can’t dream – they’re not alive.
I felt alive because I trusted in honesty –
the most honourable virtue.
It was definitely a dream – it does not exist in real life.
Don’t pity me… just give me back my dream, please.

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