through darkness and the night we live by dreams through darkness and the night we live by dreams. they keep us breathing, cause us joy and pain, and so much more besides. this is what seems
like life when, drained of life, again we sleep as dead to wake once more, with hope renewed. though sometimes, dreams may slyly stain
the daytime waking with a slightly tilted slope upon which we may fall, yet when the night comes and we sleep, all will be healed; and hope
visits again. so dream, then, and the light that flickers in your thoughts will throw its beams upon a darkness slowly learning sight.
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