Sometimes I really wish.
That this isn't a dream.
It all started with a light. A light in the sky. It wouldn't tell me its name. Though the only reason it has a name is because of me. A human. I'm going to tell you a story. Its not my story. Neither is it yours, his, hers, its, and so on. It is simply a Story
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R eality
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