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Dark Dreary Dreams

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Black night. Late night. Midnight.
Pure darkness, a filthy darkness. The darkest darkness.
Not one once of light
Darkness engulfing my body.
My blankets laying on me
reassuring my warms stays close.
Silence whispering in my ear,
like a soft soothing song
mothers singing, rocking you to sleep
Dark. Black. Night.
I’m out,

out cold
Vision flashing in my head,
Speaking, moving, changing
It’s a dream
I’m there
In my dimension, all to myself





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