Is this a dream, when I speak , I can't hear me , I'm at peace or I'm not living , I'm just dreaming. My eyes are closed , I'm on the ceiling , looking down on me , I can see that I am sleeping. How can that be , I can't feel me , is this real , I'm not leaving . A peaceful easy feeling and I'm believing, I'm not leaving , How can I see me from the ceiling, my eyes are closed , it's a dream that I see, I am dreaming.
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