Insomniac.
Insomnia. My ghost. My memories lost, and later recovered. My company unwanted. The killer of my dendrites. The way nature slowly, but surely takes me down. How come that I want to sleep...
Read More →Insomnia. My ghost. My memories lost, and later recovered. My company unwanted. The killer of my dendrites. The way nature slowly, but surely takes me down. How come that I want to sleep...
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