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Apr 2013
When I  was younger somebody gave me a dreamcatcher as a gift, I was thrilled and put it right on top of my bed, all the time it just sat there watching over me and guarding the night but it slowly took away everything I had, my nightmares were supposed to go away but they weren't the only thing that left

The dreamcatcher catched my dreams, my fears and my feelings. What is left now are quiet nights, with no color in sight, and the room in my heart for the dreams I will never have.
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