“What did that funny dream say?”

dreamy

I am a listless expression on the pallid face that has been buried in the thickest volume in the dustiest library for a long long time. Pulling on those eyelids I giggle as you whine. I am everything from madness to exhaustion. I am everything from the very first to the very last time. I am everything that follows a stifled scream. Close your eyes my pretty. I am a dream.

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  1. if that is the case then never wake me!

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