A faint clap of thunder, clouded sky.
Perhaps rain will come.
If so, will you stay here with me?
- Japanese Tanka.
What if I am not real? A Dream of a Dead Universe? Who am I? Trapped in the skin of this human? When will I be free? Where am I? Why does it feel so dreamy? What if this blood isn't real? But just a fake? Am I really alive? Do I really exist?
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