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Dream 2

04/28/2026 14:58h
the car had a cover over it and it was over the wheels and it hurt my ass and I couldn’t sleep. It seems I should move, go forward now I was wandering through the jungle anywhere on earth but I was a woman in bed in New York and how many people have died in wild places dreaming you were still in bed would you know. Travel well I said to my dog when she went on her journey thinking of a cheap movie I’ve thought this was an urn turning this was on water this was flat but now I see light between the trees I see water trickling through stone this is not made of   language but energy that will stop when I die the dream dies too one bolt