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Last night he was eighteen when he fell asleep. The darkness filled with insubstantial events, visions of women and war, marriage, jobs, divorce, disasters and recovery. When he woke up he was 63. Life is but a dream.
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 5:30 AM UTC
Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Last night he was eighteen when he fell asleep. The darkness filled with insubstantial events, visions of women and war, marriage, jobs, divorce, disasters and recovery. When he woke up he was 63. Life is but a dream.
mike-essig
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 5:30 AM UTC
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