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The rain had spread over this strange land. I looked for her, convinced myself that these were her tears that she shed because she missed me so much.
It was puzzling, but the Dream Ocean was very "active" here and everything that was going on in me was carried into the distance,
the three-dimensional space was full of corridors and connections, just like time and beyond.
Perhaps she heard my prayers, which I said before resting in a refuge for a few hours - huddled, trembling - but I doubted.
I always felt alone, but HE was close to me: Oh my God!

Yet:

Here was the borderland between the side of life and the side of death and I had slipped into the hereafter.
I didn't want to tell her at the time, but an inner struggle had fought within me, I had lost. Now I was gone - she was gone.
I couldn't really die, but I can be alone.
Over time, it's one and the same.
She knows that and that's why I quietly listen to her dreams, hear her, want to speak to her, but something stands between us.
A true love can overcome even death deep in the dream. But it has to be constantly nourished.
And so I'm always with her, even if she doesn't know.

Description
The rain had spread over this strange land. I looked for her, convinced myself that these were her tears that she shed because she missed me so much.
It was puzzling, but the Dream Ocean was very "active" here and everything that was going on in me was carried into the distance,
the three-dimensional space was full of corridors and connections, just like time and beyond.
Perhaps she heard my prayers, which I said before resting in a refuge for a few hours - huddled, trembling - but I doubted.
I always felt alone, but HE was close to me: Oh my God!

Yet:

Here was the borderland between the side of life and the side of death and I had slipped into the hereafter.
I didn't want to tell her at the time, but an inner struggle had fought within me, I had lost. Now I was gone - she was gone.
I couldn't really die, but I can be alone.
Over time, it's one and the same.
She knows that and that's why I quietly listen to her dreams, hear her, want to speak to her, but something stands between us.
A true love can overcome even death deep in the dream. But it has to be constantly nourished.
And so I'm always with her, even if she doesn't know.