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How can I be sure I am not already dead. How do I know this isn't my hell. Perhaps a nightmare, locked in a vivid world constructed, crafted by my own mind... Maybe mere moments from my eyes opening wide to the view of the ceiling fan rocking above my bed as the blades rotate. I say this to myself every night. I suspect I will say it again tomorrow.
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Someone.
I stand on the rooftop, the cold night air flowing through my body. The moon hidden behind the veil of the colourlessness of the clouds.
Can't you see me crying. Can't you see I'm dying. Straining to reach where you are Straining to be all that we were.
Dentists. Oh how much they scare me... With their so many torture devices and weird tastes and smells. It's incredible. I had a dentist, He always smelt like coffee... And now, Look at me.
I took a step closer. "Are you okay?" Tom shook his head, but didn't speak. I held my breath and slowly reached out to touch his arm. Suddenly, Tom jerked his head up, and I stepped back in shock.
You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret, all the best people are..
I woke. I was surrounded by darkness - all I see is black. I rise, I take one, single step and immediately lose my feet. Suddenly, I'm falling - slicing through thin air.
Once there was a cat, it was fat it sat on a bat.
Once I wandered far far into the mountains. Through flowing, glistening rivers teaming with fish. Fought my way through vegetation, thick and overgrown.
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