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Dec 2015
Today I had a dream,
I was in my father's house,
He told me to burn the money,
And something else...

Then I woke up hard and fast,
Nervous about what he had said.
Was it his ghost I spoke to last?
Then I realized he wasn't actually dead,

Just in a hospital bed.
Anthony Walters
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