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Dreams: purple naked creatures


They wear a mask, "who are you?" I ask No response, no mouth to speak. They look slender and sleek Boney and crooked, W pointy long hands, Very tall, maybe 6ft6 they stand But an interesting feature I have found, a terrible face, worse than a clown. But not a face, instead a disfigured swirl... No identity. That is the scariest to me.. All purple from head to toe, Yes, i dreamt of this Just to let you know Creepy and stick like, but walking on air I wasn't afraid, Even though i was in their lair...
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