It's a fortress. I can tell that it's a fortress. And I can feel an army within, At the center. A few thousand soldiers. All sleepless and scared. The world's sleepless. The world is suffering. The world is tired. the soldiers want to defend their own secrets. They send only the strongest out. To buy more time. Maybe they could sleep for a few years. And fight on! And the fortress might crumble in the meanwhile . But it might not matter. The world is going to sleep, and this might already be last night's possible dream.
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