Coal Black Clandestine

Coal Black Clandestine

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A recurring nightmare. Night after night it chases me. It comes always. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. I remember nothing of it the following day. The only way to remember? Join it, whatever IT is..
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Preface Sometimes, our dreams represent what we went through during the day. Some might argue that it is our brains way of filing all the new information every night from the twelve hours spent prior to sleeping. Sleep would be something that if we didn't experience it every day, something incredibly terrifying. Our body shuts off, processing and storing, like a machine. Our dreams are something that are mostly insignificant. But with some people, they mean something and tell us something, perhaps even warn us. Most of us with this insight ignore it, but I couldn't.

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