Again I'm having the same dream; it’s always the same cold and dreary room. At first it’s always seems pitch black but thanks to a few candlelight’s around the room I can see into the next room where there is always a red sofa, where a strange woman awaits for my company. I can never hear her voice but for some reason I know she’s calling for me. As I get out of bed to come to her I feel the same sharp pain in my eyes yet I never stop moving no matter how intense the pain gets as if...
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