She was falling deeper and deeper into her own dream. She was barely alive. But not close to death. The light in her eyes kept her alive. As soon as she closed them, darkness found her. She was lost, not wanting to be found by any other than herself.
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 1:06 PM UTC
She was falling deeper and deeper into her own dream. She was barely alive. But not close to death. The light in her eyes kept her alive. As soon as she closed them, darkness found her. She was lost, not wanting to be found by any other than herself.
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