When I sleep you permeate the depths of my id. The rest is all ego. I let it go. I let you go. But in my soul I hold.

Maybe dreams are more than what they seem. Maybe I’m reaching for you because you’re reaching for me.

Fate unravels like a scroll. I look forward to see. As expe​​​​​​​ctations for such revelations perish in reality.

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