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So, I keep having these strange, almost reoccurring dreams
Same plot line, but never the same instance
I'm always searching for something, or someone, a longing desire
I know myself...or so I think I do

Of course, I'm always longing for something, and have a desire to obtain a goal
Or a dream in this case
Maybe it's a longing for my own kitchen, my own renegade ship of pirates over the stoves
While I sit at the helm, giving the fire commands and sending molten hot food plates out

Perhaps it could be a longing for closure of my fallen family members
Actually knowing who my father really is, and finally hearing the famous
Words from movies as the father lies on the death bed, "I'm proud of you son"
It could be my subconscious desire to be better than what I am
Having my hand back, and going about my merry way to the land
Of white picket fences where I once was

We are all dressed in decay, in the same familiar realm trying to escape from ourselves
I however, don't wish to escape...I want to discover it, I want to discover myself
In depth, not just the surface