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I want to turn Desarlacc into a pop rock. Maybe it wasn't a dream. It was a sad moment on the streets of Texas. But that's ok. Time passes in the daytime. Stop the world spinning. That's what I dreamed of when I was drunk. But no one knows. No one knows. On the rotting table lay a packet of new ideas. I want Desarac to become a popular stone, Maybe this wasn't a dream, this was a moment worthy of sadness, spreading across the streets of Texas. But that's okay. Time passes during the day. To make the world stop spinning, that's what I dream about when I'm drunk. But no one knows, no one knows. On that rotting table lay a packet of new inspiration. (My story comes from Unreal midsummer dream) Concept: Random direction, multiple styles of display