My mind is strange, I get pictures and flashes maybe from other life, maybe from my 'twisted' and 'morbid' mind, but I always like them. People can call me strange, lunatic. Maybe I am all of that but still, my dreams is place where I live.
The sounds, the motions, the pictures, the events. Its telling me that something beautiful will happen. I know that, now I just need to wait till it does.
I had a dream, and it was something like this.
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