Day is done. One last ray of light. Darkness comes. The mind games b ...
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Day is done. One last ray of light.
Darkness comes. The mind games begin.
Memories, illusions, and dreams prance like ballerinas.
Real but not. Seen but can't be touched.
Some sweet. Some hideous.
As the sun rises, my eyes open.
Dreams and nightmares from the same mind.