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The Milliondream Night Asleep at the edge of winter, frostbitten mornings to greet but still the mind hand in hand with the sublime pictures reeling through the night, waking to the poignant and piercing aftermath of these dreams, over and over, an endless night dipping into phantasmagoria; time unticking, and these feelings, these mindmovies […]