The Dreams, CRASHED, on the Freeway of Reality

Told YOU to NOT tailgate that car up front, but, did you listen???  Uh, NO!!!

The dreams, CRASHED, on the freeway of reality, and, what’s worse, was that there’s ice on the roads, and so, the dreams, they skidded, turned over, over, over, until they’re all jumbled up and, the “car” still won’t stop, because it hadn’t “bumped into” anything that’s stronger yet (as Newton’s Law of Motion suggests???)…

The dreams, crashed, on the freeway of reality, because those dreams, they are unreal, I mean, let’s face it, how many of you CAN and WILL become the president of a country?  Exactly, and, how many of you actually became a circus worker?  The dreams, crashed, on the freeway of reality, that, was out of their expectations, for it never expected that they would get shattered, so hard…

The dreams, crashed, on the freeway of reality, and, they’d called the traffic, to be completely jammed up, and, people are heading places, and, now they couldn’t, and, they’d started getting agitated, and, had their separate “episodes” of ROAD RAGE.  The dreams, crashed, on the freeway of reality, and, they’d all, died, and all that’s left of them, was that blood stain………and, their dead bodies still weren’t given a proper burial.

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