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Bad dream


It was only a dream and a strange one too A dream in which he said that When I was sad the sky became dark that I was the reason why the sky lighten up when I let my happiness out but he also said that I was the reason why people would suffer and the world would come to an end unless of course my life is ended before that terrible day
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