A search
An unquenched thirst
An encounter
A meeting arranged
We met again
Bewitched by his words
Slipping away
In a mad rush, things changed
A stranger became an insider
I worshipped him
I was the dreamer who dared to dream
He fed on my dreams
My fear led me to him
A paradox from the beginning
A parasite, at the end.
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