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try to wake up by plastics for Lunarium
09 Sep 2019
Mehki hasn’t been sleeping.
Or, rather, he’ll wake up like the sick lurch out of a nightmare, not quite disorientated but still hungover with anger and fear and helplessness that had no place in the real world. Sometimes he’s in bed. Sometimes he’s riding a bus, at the park, standing on a bridge, his fingers curled around cold metal.