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The dream is always the same.
My unspoken desires...
Or are they fears?
They escape from the dark reaches of my subconscious and reveal themselves to me.
Searing the tender flesh of my mind like a cauldron of boiling oil,
The dream is always the same.
My unspoken desires...
Or are they fears?
They escape from the dark reaches of my subconscious and reveal themselves to me.
Searing the tender flesh of my mind like a cauldron of boiling oil,