Twilight Vision
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Last published Tue, Apr 26, 2016
Is this just another dream? No, wait. I could never tell. I never knew. Was I insane? Didn't matter at this point. I just needed to figure out when it's just my mind messing with me. No one would believe me if I told them I see something. Not even Mark or Jack...
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