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My Dreams
Sometimes, my dreams come like dark clouds above my head… silent, ruthless. They bring no light, no peace. They just appear—like a memory I thought I buried, but somehow, it always finds its way back. These are the dreams that don’t come with smiles… they come with scars. Scars I locked behind the closed doors of my mind… And yet, I still let them in. Because a hidden corner of my heart is still attached to them. To that same cloud that might rain… might wash it all away… might destroy me, or save me. I don’t know. I just keep looking up. And I wait. Maybe waiting… is the dream itself. Size: 3000x3000 px format : png
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