metaphorical story
" A loud sound and long warned that it was dawn. Two short sounds and annoying ordered time to sleep. Between the two times a day ending in which the role and duty numbing your mind. Then finally sleep with the illusion of being free in the dream. But even then no one ever lived with their desired satisfaction. Even with my eyes closed a foreign power, he was unconscious or something, which often required projections made even liberating awakening. So, we lived in the immense property dominated by the rich and powerful Lord. Earth, earth to beyond the infinite horizon. By sea, mountains, forests, lakes and deserts: Traumraum, was the name of the property. "
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