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Post by kate3 on Mar 19, 2017 11:31:22 GMT -5
Last night I dreamed I was looking down at a man hanging onto a bar. He was about 20 feet above the ground. Directly under him was a pile of metal debree. It looked like there was just enough room to land in the middle of the pile. But as I looked at the pile it looked like the center was lined with something like swords. Then he started swinging as to miss the pile and try to land on the outside of it. Either way he would be hurt from the fall and I turned away. I could not look at another stone heart hurting another. I thought his brother was being made to watch and I thought if it were me I would rather land on the knives and kill myself than continually being tortured. Then I woke up.
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