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7:43 AM Note: My brother <PERSON> is autistic and at the time I had this dream I felt that he was getting way in over his head with my parents church because something social clicked in his brain. My mother feels that his autism is being healed while I believe that that he is just changing his very extreme focus like he has always done. I kept watching my brother drown repeatedly. There was nothing I could do. Dream transitions to funeral / show. I was standing next to a <PERSON> look alike and and his fat down syndrome friend(DC only.) Mom was still talking like <PERSON> was alive which made me sick and embarrassed. Part of the show is we watch <PERSON> shoot off a cannon. As we were leaving we started splitting up strangely marked and tagged pills. Most belonged to the special fat kid, two were mine(note: I do not do pills). Mom kept on talking and calling the clone <PERSON>. I extremely angry and yelled at her to stop.

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