In search of the ideal utopia

The sail weaved by dream

And me constituted by nothingness

It's time to go

Rolling around in the world for so long

I miss home

Want to go to the legendary Utopia?

Give up of your thought

There is no colorful singing in wonderland

No enthusiastic partner

No dazzling rides

Utopia

Just a void framed by chaos

No start

No end

Even existence and non-existence are meaningless

I'm tired

Go back there to sleep

Endless loneliness and eternity can comfort

My Tormented Soul

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