in my dream, there was something following me too.
i had images of you caring, and giving me creatures to keep me safe.
something like they had.
i woke up, and was ready to write about everything.
ready to show the world that i wasn't alone like i thought i was.
that was when i realized that sleep is a liar.
if i were an artist, i'd look like this.
if i were an artist, i'd look like this.
I wish there existed such a thing like a "like" button. We should create a comment that is just that, only better in some way.
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