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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.
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Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
afternoon naps
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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Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
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