I remember when i was younger i had a dream of running through a field of grass, a meadow if you must.. And i remember running from someone made of shadows, i was going as fast as i could, making turns and loops just to get the shadow being away from me, and i finally did when i got to a place that looked like it was made if honeycomb, but the people's faces were blurry and scribbled.. I was talking with them then my mom's voice came through and echoed around as she was calling for me to wake up, the people in the honeycomb area started to freak out and panic, i tried to reassure them that it was okay.. then i woke up.
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