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It bleeds through Like blood through cloth It infects Like the worst disease It stains Like so much blood on my hands Madness It’s the..

Night is as night should be, Deep dark and still. Darkness blinds and darkness binds, But still light burns and makes it blue. Doors open and do..

You’re there And time stands infinite Together we are A hope omnipotent In grandeur the thin line I walk But a street of gold it appears to..

A Strange dream that I had and its aftermath.

A sleep walking girl runs afoul of a vampire.

A suicidal man has an encounter with a man claiming to be an angel shortly after the death of his wife.

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