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Faceless man
He often comes to my dream,
And fantasy is always our theme.
He's face was blurred, he speak but it was slurred.
When I woke up and tried remembering his face,
It it was hopeless and there's no trace.
I'm a dreamer.
In my dream,
You and I are together, and we're intertwined together.
© yuki_