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Lethargy

I want to close my eyes but it seems I cannot. All these wild, fucked up demons always waking me up. They peel open my eyelids to stare deep inside my soul, I get up to scream as they jump and scatter across the mahogany floor. They scratch and claw at the wall where my grandfather's urn is placed up, protected by two blessed crosses. Am I really awake, or will I be asleep for good? Stuck inside a nightmare, so no matter how fast I begin to run they will always catch me and tournament me for fun.
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