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Endless Sleep{Being Updated)
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Complete, First published Dec 11, 2015
Mature
Every night I go to sleep I fall in to a world of endless sleep not knowing if  i'll wake up or if I want to, am I the same person or do I become someone else, is the world I go to every night is it real? Is it fake? But yet I walk the creepy path in the darkness not knowing where I'm going but just not knowing where I'm going just might be my way out of this nightmare of sleep.
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