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The Language of Dreams

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Welcome home, my child.
Your mind is asleep.
You’re with me now.
I am “WHO” you seek.

Stop looking for me.
In the outside world.
Where evil lurks.
And corruption swirls.

I cannot be found.
Any place hate is preached.
Where the word is weaponized.
To use against me.

Control…

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