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May 2017
I wake up to shadows
My body unable to move
Panic begins to set in
These visions inhuman

My eyes are barely open
I can see them moving
I'm awake it seems
Yet I'm still in a dream

The shadows move closer
They shift and whisper
I wonder what they say
As I panic where I lay

Here I realize something
How good it feels to choose
What happens around me
And how I shape my reality
What it feels like to have had sleep paralysis and hallucinations. This used to happen and when it did, I was in between reality and dreams.
Written by
Brett Palmero  26/M/Chicago
(26/M/Chicago)   
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   Jamadhi Verse
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