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Place withheld · 2016-06-01 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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It was an evening. I was in my backyard, through the window I could see the light turned on in the kitchen. There was a piano in the middle of my backyard. With brother's pals we were playing random tunes. When it got to my turn, I was playing a funeral march and then other random songs. I wanted to play something I made up, but it played something entirely different and random. The piano changed colour's and floated in the air. I turned back from it and saw a cat attack a small chicken. It escaped and ran to my mother, who was just passing by. It made crying noises, I wanted to help it and came closer. Then, the chicken exploded with a puff of blood, which hit my face. I came back inside, thinking "I could die in my sleep due to ulcers..."

 

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