The Monsters were never under my bed, they are inside my head.
They are afraid of me and I'll use them for my poisonous remedy, their screams are my symphony and It. Is. HEAVENLY!
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Il Viaggio
In un mondo diviso in quattro piani esistenziali, un' antenato della razza umana si è separato e diviso in og...
