I see scenes in my mind.
I hear conversations of people who don't exists.
I even dreamt of places, scenes and conversations even during my waking hours.
They won't shut up.
I thought I was crazy.
So, I write just to shut them off.
But I wasn't able to shut them off, instead, they introduced me to their own world.
A world where I can escape the harshness of reality.
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