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He whispers in my ear, I can hear him, he dwells in my mind, I watch him in my dreams, he is always there, talking to me, looking at me sometimes his presence is disturbing and at other times it is exciting as a fire devours my soul consumes my skin, burns me, scares me and attracts me. I hate him and I like him, sometimes it is hard to understand why I miss him when he is silent but he torments me when he is present. The mind is a great deep well full of unreachable corners.