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- It Comes At Night
It comes every night without fail. There are different people every time. But I recognize them somehow. They're screaming at me. I don't hear them, but I know they are screaming. Such hate and anger. I don't know what I have done to them. They want me to feel what they feel. Then I wake up. I'm not sweating or screaming. I'm perfectly calm. I just open my eyes and I'm awake. And it's not a nightmare. It's just part of me. Who I am. I don't fight it. I just, live around it.
