'DayMares' - Roast Corn & Ube
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‘DayMares’

Even in my daydreams, I don’t imagine good; my fantasies end in tragedy.

When you’ve dreamt for so long for good to come and it doesn’t, daytime turns to night and dreams to daymares…

2 Comments
  • Nedoux
    Posted at 21:50h, 19 March Reply

    I know the games that fear plays with one’s mind. They come and they go, eventually we emerge stronger and conquer. 🙂

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