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Originally inspired by the composition "Iridescence" by Hildur Guðnadóttir. Imagine yourself waking up from a deep sleep. Imagine the feeling of not being in control, of trying to collect your thoughts. You know where you are, yet you are lost at the same time. Highly recommend listening to aforementioned track while reading.
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