If stones were wishes and castles were dreams. A stone i would give you, I'd whisper a dream.
My voice it would carry soft on the wind, to a place mysterious, where no one has been. This place, it dwells just beyond what you see. To the left of reality, where our wish is a dream. <3

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I should maybe just cease to exist.
Slip away, buried under confusion.
It'd be better this way.
I couldn't hurt anyone this way...
I'm the worst person.