i had a dream about a priest who was shouting for help, clutching his chest , i told him to pray and ask him if his god would save him . he continued to scream , grabbing me by my shoulders determined that it was me who would help him, i gave him a glass of salt water which he drank, but he wasn't sick , he just continued to clutch his chest . i didn't understand why , until i realised that he knew he was alone , and only he could save himself .
"save me, save me" he sang in a hoarse chorus , but like the world , he too , was hellbent on not being saved , ever .
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