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I rush to my bed each night. There's comfort there. Comfort in sleep. Comfort in that state where nothing no longer has an effect on you. You lose yourself in that place. By the time you wake, whatever you dreamt will feel like a distant memory you can't quite put your finger on.
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Thoughts At Night :(
РазноеVerbal Release Of All The Thoughts In My Mind. Do Not Come Here If You're A Happy Person...
