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Everything will be ok. The natural feeling of dread.
Collect them all. Like smells for your eyeballs.
They don't only happen while you're sleeping. You're having one right now.
Brighter than a thousand digital suns.
Won thgir eno gnivah er'uoy. Gnipeels re'uoy elihw neppah ylno t'nod yeht.
("Nightmares" played in reverse.)
