Black & White: The First Dream

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By Yidhra999

The first dream with the most strange colors, Which are no colors: black and white. Why they erased the colors in my dreams? On this I had no answer. Surrounded in the most bright white, Was I, cloaked in positivity. Pure and perfected, As the most innocent child. Cloaked in a shadow, blackened, Was the halo of Nyarlathotep. The unknown, the mysterious; Being stuck in His cobweb. Being together the Yin & Yang, One in darkness, the other bright in light. Oh, Nug and Yeb together, The inseperable twins alive!

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