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𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩;𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞;𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐜

𝐀𝐮;𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠;𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧-𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠;𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫,𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲;𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐲 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧
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Ah-ah-ah-ah

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

It was a lovely day in the dream, SMP, well, of course, I'm lying; nothing is nice anymore in that SMP due to the cold killer dream, but they ended up catching him and putting him in prison, and that where we are now let us see what happens there my sweet readers...

"[On the walls of my home.

There are signs that I'm alone

I keep on every light.

Talk to my dog, he don't mindAh-ah-ah-ah]"

Dream said, playing around with his clock, hearing nothing but the warm lava flow down. It felt nice; of course, nice things end quickly.

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah

Hearing his prison door open, standing there was Sam and Tommy oh why how wonderful they had a small tray with actual food, not raw potatoes and water, they walked closer to dream, Sam keeping a straight face and Tommy.......Well, Tommy was smirking. He knows something that dream doesn't

He saw them come closer. He put his clock down and looked well, more like glaring at them through his mask, 

"Here you go, dream your food." 

Sam said, putting the tray down scooting it over to him. 

Dream grabbed the tray and moved it to him. 

"[Eat my breakfast in the nude

Lemon water, living room

Home is where I'm feminine]"

Dream whispered, taking a bite of the small piece of cake in his tray,

He ate all the cake, grabbing the small cup with liquid inside, but a familiar scent caught his nose.