clockwork world

and yet we try
look up to the sky
begging for a miracle
invoking the god
and praying to the devil
for just (brief) moment of elusive happiness
willing to loose everything
giving up ourselves

and then we find out
what was precious has no more meaning
and everything we wished for
became real.
at cost of loosing
the ability to dream.

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