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by sgt101
3019 days ago
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Once I dreamed that I lived through a nuclear war, I dreamed the aftermath and my life scraping and scrapping through a shredded world. The dream brought me to the house in the woods where I live now, but in that world it was tattered and burned and no children lived there. I laid down, grateful for a dry spot and a wall that split the wind. I woke here, but not there. |
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