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Sep 2016
It's beginning to rain outside -
I left my window open just in case you wanted to visit me when I fall asleep.

You see, souls are susceptible to flying away when they're sleeping.

It's not a bad thing, per se, but there are those times when we find ourselves in certain astral planes that have never been visited before.

There are peculiar creatures that lurk there - creatures that will look at your soul in curiosity before following it.

We should take precaution of those astral planes. Stay away from them.

Instead, come to my window when the moon has been shielded by heavy clouds.

Come into my room when the rest of the world is asleep and the only sound that can be heard is rainfall.

My soul will be awake, waiting for you.
naxiai
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naxiai  23/F
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