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Voices in the Shadows
When I was a kid, my imagination was my escape. And clearly I never grew up.
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Rarely, if ever, has a corpse laid beside someone in their bed. This fear is mostly unfounded.
Words are all I have to hang onto. Everything mixed up, fragmented. Can't tell daydreams, night dreams, from reality anymore.