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“ I rest mine near his

to compare”, have questions I’m afraid to ask.

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That was no dream, that was a nightmare…

(The whimsy helps me not scream for help though).

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Sometimes a hand is just a hand. Unless it’s on the end of Donald Trump’s arm, then..ew.

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Early morning riding in a future air car. Symbols of Jung tossed out the window. Dog days of summers restless nights. Thoughts rise — astral project a passenger aside left to drift with the tide . Coping with driving or not driving may be automatic control that has been programmed by you. Your destination is clear, but not stated. As for Covid the big jester never got his shot, but if all goes according to plan a mug shot will be cast all over the land .

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An American sticky dream?

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