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#syleyemem
Paralysed moonlight pools in poppy seeds; beni—söyleyemem—yet I sense and feel. Why does this dream turn into body-betrayal, this ruhsal ihanet in the still-sleeping hour?
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Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 4:58 AM UTC
Sleep paralysis 🌙