Dreams, Reality, or Transcendence. It's hard to tell when you think you are alone. Every night we enter dreams and whatever keeps us connected to our own reality might be broken as easy as it came to be. Does it matter? Any day you could wake up in a sick, violent world, or some clear paradise where everyone is a dear friend. To live every day safe and content, or to struggle at every turn with terror. Many people can decide and there will always...
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