Midnight cries for me, but no one hears her sorrow. She takes a sip of tea, and her inconsistent nature makes me wonder whose side she's really on. I ask her to explain; she says she can make no guarantees. I run after her with other people's voices in my head, but she doesn't hear our pleas. It's all a crazy dream, and I'm staying asleep until Midnight finds someone to wake me.
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