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               “I saw them again,” I said nervously.

               “Really?” she replied. “I thought that it was just some weird dream thing”

               “But it wasn’t a dream this time.” I explained. “I was actually there this time, rather than looking through someone else’s eyes. I was actually feeling everything there, making my own decisions. I even saw you, ju—”

               “Don’t bring me into this,” she interrupted. “I already feel uncomfortable enough about this topic.”

               “Okay,” I replied. I wish she could have known about what I saw, who she was with, and what she did. Instead, I had to live with whatever I experienced without her support.

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The Shadows scare me, mother
They reach out for me.
They always try to hurt me
Like I always do to the wolf.

I don't like the way their eyes glow.
They always stare into who I am,
But I have already reached my best.
I have liberated myself.

The stars will be on my side,
And "She" will love me for it.
Is this the third way?
Or the second?

How can I tell you when
If I cannot move forward?
How can I get Buddy back
If he's not in my room?

How can I live here
If "she" is dead?
How can I love here
If "she" is dead?

How can be alive
If "she" has"him?

How do I exist?
How did I come to be?