Tag: heart
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Dream Journal: 2013-05-19.03
I was concerned for a friend, and wanted to drop by and check on kir. But instead of walking up to their door, I walked into a science lab. A large containment unit with clear glass walls barely seen behind white metal sheilding was along one side. A bank of instrumentation was next to it,…
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With many a pattered strum and thrum, The silent man spoke with his well worn drum. Limber fingers did tap, smooth nails did scrape. Into me the percussive language did drape. 146 words.