I am a dreamoon, not a moon. A monster.
I am a monster of pure darkness, _you canât hide_
I creep into your dreams, sucking on them, feeding my thirst.
I am not a physical monster, I am a dream monster.
I feed on your sour, bitter dreams. I like those ones.
Stop dreaming good dreams, _they are not true, or real._
The bad dreams _are true, they live inside you, sucking on your soul eternally._
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