Maybe in heaven, bedbugs just whisper 'goodnight' to everyone.
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We are dancing in the hollow of nothingness. We are one flesh, but separated like stars.
Losing your way between dreaming and waking, the bright days you once knew so well fade into nothing but a memory. The colours fade, the edges blur and now you see the world only through the eyes of a sleep-walker - not real enough, and yet too real to understand.