Brimm often meets with me in my dreams. But not every time he talks to me. Sometimes he leaves my head boggled with strange phrases and lines. These are his first.
"Dead tears dry"
"Heart aches swellow"
"Classroom of the faceless"
"waves outside"
My interpretation: Heart aches swellow, dead tears dry. In a classroom of the faceless, with waves outside.
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