Dreamy Reality & Realistic Dream

There are some images in my life.

Reality and dream were such close,

so close that they became one.

Silently, the town was shrouded in white mist.

Lonely, a fox sat on a small hill under the night sky.

Distantly, standing inside an ancient castle,

I watched the city noise.

In the end,

I walked down the castle,

Took the fox’s hand,

Towards the rowdy crowd,

And the confusing white.

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