A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy! Who am I?
Well, that's an interesting question. Before you all ask- yes, for once this IS a true story.
Not romance, sorry What mysteries lie above and within? The night never ends, the day never dreams. The day is dull in this world. Reality is pastry and the day is indifferent. Will you listen to me? For, I listen to you. Your chubby hands, contriving and symbolically mouthing words you cannot.'Mhhm Shikashu', you repeat precisely three times . Why? Why did you do this to me? I do not have all the answers. Some may say I have none.
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I'm drowning, the waves crash over me. The waves are taking me under. The current is too strong right now.
How do I beat it? I can tread the water, I can swim in this storm but it's pulling me under...