It's a dream of reality, hidded inside
the prominent clarity of
Vision.
A sea shore of the desert.
Pertaining to what it is not, it actually belongs to itself.
A reason with no logic,
It's a motion to get things still.
Shining brightly with no light
A tear with no feeling drowned...
It's perfect with no perfection,
A journey to nowhere.
It is the irony of life!