
Once upon a december I dreamt of the day I could fly. Over and over I hold hope of even a dream where I spread my wings and fly up high. All I get is a nightmare where the demons whisper, the demons haunt me. I will never forget them, the demons, for they stay on me like the scars on my back. I find solace that I will not forget the past and the drip of joy I once had but such joy is so tainted by the demons on my back. I dream of the day I can fly just so I can have wings on my back.
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