Dying Dreamer

Dying Dreamer

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Thu, Sep 30, 2021<5 mins
Ironically being pushed to the edge and locked in isolation is in fact a paradise for the modern dreamer. The greater the distance, the further the perspective. I can not voice these dreams and visions, so let me write it down and invite you into my mind. When an empath becomes accepting of his insignificance, his awareness heightens of the suffering, but to what scale is unknown.
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Do you remember it? There was a time we all did... We once loved it, we were once nurtured by it. A City, so grand, so beautiful. So enthralling, we promised we would always believe. We promised it we'd never let go But you did. You all did. And now that City that nurtured you lies in ruin. You ruined it. Times have changed now, Humanity's end is coming. My name is Gale Mayfair. If you are listening you have a chance, if you wish to survive you must return to the City.

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