Bent Reality Blues

The air buzzed with a weird energy. I could feel it in my bones, a dissonance between the known and something completely different. My dreams were like stained glass, constantly shifting. It was a fascinating nightmare. I was caught in a maze of perception, and the only thing I could do was listen a
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