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19 June 2007 Tuesday

in the mrning

slated in dreams at 11:51 pm

My dream this morning…

I dreampt/dreamed that an old friend who had fallen asleep quickly last night, true to their signature, was with me in the morning. I don’t know where. I was hesitant, feeling stubborn, scared. I remember knowing so. I remember not wanting to be so. I remember knowing there was no other way for me to be. They took my hands in theirs, they looked at me familiarly. I was still hesitant, skeptical, scared to hope. No other way to be. They kissed my hands and held them in theirs. Changed everything. It was morning. And a dream.

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