Founder's Canon
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ast night, I dreamt of perfection,
Everything was perfect between us,
We were how we used to be,
It was perfect, you should have seen us.
I was happy, you were happy,
We loved each other so much,
I fought to stay asleep,
To live the dream, but had no luck.
I dreamed of the perfect world,
The perfect place, the perfect scene,
The place that I would stay forever,
If the place was not a dream.
And even though it is not real,
At least I could escape,
At least I could forget the past,
At least forget my hate.
My mind is filled with memories,
Which are all that I have left,
And I’d use the keys of happiness,
If I knew where they were kept.
But things are never well for me,
I guess it’s just my fate,
It’s dreams like this, that make me wish,
I’d sleep and never wake.
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