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Last published Sun, Jul 3, 2022
Dwelling within the subconscious lays a rooted crack of projection into the planes science cannot conjure an answer for. Thoughts fueling entities of horrific imagery haunt mankind conjuring malicious events leading to punishable acts of crime. On the brink of chaos, a merging with the subconscious plane is slowly but surely occurring in hidden whispers. How many tales of demonic psychosis can be told?
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