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I can't help but wonder
whether I am blessed or cursed
to be the vessel for that perpetual stream
of looming, dire visions.
It must the fate of a dreamer...
All of a sudden, distorted memories
Flash though my head as if to tell me something.
The little pieces are forming a story - a never ending story, a hawrling ane...
