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Mar 2
Come to me, human child.
I keep your dreams safe
from all your nightmares.

Don’t be afraid of monsters—
here, there is nothing more
than an immense air of relief.

When night falls,
the threshold of the void will open.

Your story,
scattered across countless pages,
millions of thoughts never unveiled.

Fly higher and higher—
to escape the weight of pain.

When the day awakens
you will not be the same.

So vulnerable,
adrift from the material world,
wrapped in heavy, metallic skin.

Please be kind to yourself.

Beyond time and space, sleep well,
suspended in the abyss that gives you strength.
Agnes de Lods
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Agnes de Lods  47/F/Poland
(47/F/Poland)   
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