I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know? ..........
My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear 鈥� a care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee from my negligence.
The "I" in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.
I would not have thee believe in what I say nor trust in what I do 鈥� for my words are naught but thy own thoughts in sound and my deeds thy own hopes in action.
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