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All of a sudden my body is trembling,
Waiting for my voice to start waking.
Waiting to move forward in my dream,
While my eyes are dancing in a stream.

Hearing a sweet voice echoing through my head,
Waiting for a respond of my feet to start walking.
Before I stand still and so I will be dead,
While I am just standing and shaking.

It’s impossible to forget the dream of this dance,
That was once meant to be my guidance.
It’s not impossible to awake from the voices,
It’s possible to move around and to make my choices.

Although it’s still not good that I am still hearing,
The sounds of the voices, like a stream that will be whispering.
I still want to hear these voices from this beautiful beauty.