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Time passes, yet it feels as if it happened only yesterday.

Ah, but what is time to a Dream?

And yet an invisible but tangible barrier begins to spread, a wall of silence even Music cannot penetrate.

If only time could stand still.

Or perhaps if only I could move along with time instead of standing here while time rushes on.

How should I move, where should I start? The land is so vast.

Just how much further?

There is no place like home.

DreamCatcher