Who knows what I am seeing while I sleep and why my mind never allows me to remember but the fall maybe its for my protecrion the mind and the heart wants me here, the soul wants to drift to find other souls people I ve never forgot or lost but laws of reality must be obeyed and I must remain here maybe thats why travels never exited me this much maybe I travel by moonlight too much an old soul I ve been around A breath away
In greek mythology Dream and Death were brothers A breath away