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Perhaps it was tucked into the darkest crevices of the mind. Too deep to reach. Too sheltered by illusions. Perhaps it was fearful of the light or held captive by daydreams. Maybe it was just playing with emotions, encased in a memory and saw only space. Or maybe..just maybe, it never existed at all.
Perhaps it was fearful of the light or held captive by daydreams.
Maybe it was just playing with emotions, encased in a memory and saw only space.
Or maybe..just maybe, it never existed at all.
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