I wake up, run, and cuddle my imagination,

And then I see her,

She points her finger at me, then points at the door,
"Close it!" She said

"It's closed right now, what do you want?"

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There is no bed, no doors, no windows, and the floor is full of holes,
"Jump down"
No... Not you again!

Then she pushes me down, yeah, here I am, my only refuge,

"Won't you come with me?" I told her
"You'll be fine... You'll always be fine as long as I'm here with you!"

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This bitch thinks I'm afraid of her, how can I be afraid of something I've made?
(I've created a lot of things before, but that woman, damn it, I didn't expect she'd be that strong...)

“Hey fool, stop talking to yourself, you forgot your wings, take them,” she said
Well, thank you, bitch!

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I will stay here...
Flying in my infernal paradise, until the morning comes, or I fall asleep...

And I wake up, run, take off the robe of imagination, and keep running...
Until my imagination awakens me, or that old woman's life ends...

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Note: (I made this Gif below, drawing, editing... etc)

See ya on the other side!