Warped Reality Blues

The air hummed with a strange energy. I could feel it in my bones, a dissonance between the known and something completely different. My dreams were like stained glass, constantly rearranging. It was a beautiful spectacle. I was lost in a web of illusions, and the only thing I could do was listen as
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