In the death of the night, my spirit comes undone; full permission has been given to go into different realms. Somewhere under another moon my beloved WHOLE awaits for me. She lives, not only in my dreams, but in another realm. Just like me, she grows up as a lonely child, always wrestling with pleasure and pain. She even search for a way out of this mental projected holograph, but she got trapped in the silent whispers of the “WISH I WAS BETTER”. But now in the death of the night our spirits reunite on foreign lands, lands beyond any imagination. I KNOW NOW, I was never alone in the death of many lonely nights.
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