In the dreaming, I met the man I could have been, and let him go.

In the dreaming, my worst fear came true, and all I could do was go on.

In the dreaming, I have flown and jumped into the sky, and believed.

In the dreaming, I have shaped worlds to come, however arbitrary.

In the dreaming, doom has visited me, left me tangled in despair.

In the dreaming, hope never died, however small the candle’s light.

In the dreaming, death had no power over me, for I belong elsewhere.