I know you dream of me, still. I dream of you, too. Imagination is a powerful place. In fact, it is where all reality sprouts from.
However, there is so much more that goes on beyond the edge of imagination. So much more patiently waiting, in order, at the outskirts. So much is waiting for a turn to step into the light of comprehension.
The division between imagination and reality is a small Krac. It is not very wide. But, it runs very deep. Many dreams will not step over this Krac. Even though it is narrow, they fear its dark and unknown depths.
How easily the words, "beyond everything and no matter what" are forgotten in attempt to justify these fears.
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