The current dream squeezes out the previous one, and the latter one drives out the previous one.
The dream before going is as black as ink, and the dream after going is as black as ink;
It seems that everyone who goes and exists says, "Look, I look good";
The color is good, but I don't know;
I don't know. Who are you?
I don't know. I have a fever and a headache.
You come, you come! Tomorrow's dream.
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