My dreams confuse me. These days. I fear talking about them. They do not scare me they puzzle me... I know more and more than I ever have. About my past self about what I am to become either in this life or the next. But even though I know it to be truth would others believe..... Oh how I could not bare their judgment... Or worse if they did not believe.... A choice must be made but am I really strong enough....
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