-In my dreams l was making out with her small frame and still couldn’t look her in the eyes.
-In my dreams when we got separated, they were turned into monsters, my “friends”.
-In my dreams, l was the only survivor.
-In my dreams wine tastes like fresh grape juice and together with him, we got intoxicated.
Whether or not l create subconsciously or these are signs of some sort from the gods, IN MY DREAMS…l escape.
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