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I pricked my finger on the spindle. One moment I was awake but then I fell asleep. I start dreaming then. It seems like an eternity like I'm trapped in a different realm of endless dreams.
I'm a pathological dreamer, my imagination has no reigns. My imagination is without borders, my mind runs free. The ecstasy of the moment is so addictive, it lures me in deeper and deeper and just when I'm about to fall I awaken.
The dreams are still very vivid in my mind, so I'll paint my dreams with words and you'll get to read them in a little book. Cause I'm a pathological dreamer and it can't be helped.
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I initially published this in Trickled Dreams but decided to put it here since it seems more fitting 😂.
