Surreality of the Night

We tread through lands once plaqued by holocaust,
haulted by Earthly depression,
and infected with discrimination,
but we are free.

We cease to exist in this realm of reality;
migrating gradually into a world all our own:
the surreality of the night.

Lively drama slips into comotose,
conflict into temporary detention.
Our minds are awakened by the cool, crisp breeze,
and the comfort of mutual understanding.

It is only we that hoold the key to this euphoric utopia,
and only we who can capture the magic of this secret realm.

The harmonic link of both body and mind,
carries on when the shadow is lifted,
and all the brutal realities resurface.
The gate locking on our surreality,
as the black flog of reality rolls in.

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