Sometimes it feels like we're alone, but actually, we're not. Every moment, we have our ideas, we have what our mind creates, we have our dreams. My mind today doesn't stop, it ceaselessly creates fantastic worlds, I can barely keep up. I sit still, motionless, only then can I glimpse everything it's been screaming in my ear for a week now. Is that so with everyone? Something's gotta get out of place, or I'll go crazy.
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