Fever Dreams

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I want to follow you into the

depths of a shadowed unknown.

A place feared, many wish not

to visit such darkness. Blind

for so long, living in the light

of days scares me more than

walking hand-in-hand into

the conjectured oblivion. So,

let us chase the unseen in favor

of surviving all these fever dreams. 

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