Lost in my own identity

I am me.

I dream of a world of fiery skies, frozen seas and foreboding enemies.

I am me.

I listen to the leaves rustle, the wind creeping through the bitter frost to caress my cheek.

I am me.

I dream of a world of fiery skies and frozen seas.

I am me.

I listen to the leaves rustle, the wind creeping through the bitter frost.

I am me.

I dream of a world of fiery skies.

I am me.

I listen to the leaves rustle.

I am…

I dream.

I…

I listen.

I…

I dreamt.

I…

I listened.

I…

Who was I?

 

 

 

 

 

Mnemonic

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