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Who Knows What Evils Lurk in the Hearts of Men?
I think Mr. Sandman has found an enemy in me because he keeps sending me dreams of you. I toss and turn in cotton sheets all night, wondering how he could be so cruel. But maybe you're the one who's sicced Mr. Sandman on me. You're the father of angels, yet himself a demon. Please prey on me because in my sleep is the only time I get to see you. I'm starting to think you like watching me suffer. Innocent girls in beds praying to be blessed by your presence strokes your ego, huh? The truth is you've probably cleansed me from your mind, and I conjure fantasies to pretend I wasn't just a passing whim. -abbyabbyquitecontrary
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