Glimpse | Lynn Gunn Fanfiction - discontinued
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You'd think that when my eyes open in the mornings and the sunlight hits my eyes, I'd be awakening to a new day where reality is different from the world I enter when I drift off into distant sleep. I used to believe in that too. Now, I don't think there is a reality. Only nightmares, or could my nightmares quite possibly be my reality? I think that's what happened when I became my own nightmare. That's what happened when I started to scare her away. When I lost her.
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