Today I had the most bizzare dream. A person I used to hold dear murdered me in some sort of mad trance. Sharp, broken glass stabbing me all over my body. Over and over again. I died but I never left. I was a wandering, sad ghost unable to leave. I could feel the sorrow after waking up but I could only realise why a few hours later.
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