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This haze
like a beautiful maze

has been staring
might be caring

for why I am sleeping
and not keeping

the promises I made
turned them as facades

but is it too late?
or maybe is it the fate

I ask and collapse
for all dreams and the gaps

for one more time
alas ! a dozing sigh

reality defeated again
and nothing to gain

or maybe we can?
maybe not too.