"With insomnia, nothing is real.
Everything is far away. Everything
is a copy of a copy of a copy."
I can't say that I have insomnia. But it sure feels like it.
(my ways have recently become a little too pretentious)
Everything is far away. Everything
is a copy of a copy of a copy."
I can't say that I have insomnia. But it sure feels like it.
(my ways have recently become a little too pretentious)
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