Last night I had a dream that they are trying to find me but everyone there was looking like me, it was like I was in everyone. After having an hour long conversation with them, I realised that the wind here has flown everyone from the leftmost mr. liar to right most madam cunning in me. They were not able to find me, because I now have qualities of everyone's except my own. That childishness, that sweetness of mine was blown away to someone somewhere.

-Daanu

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