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April 16, 2004
Dreams take over the night in the country. A house from childhood began filling with bats. On my way to escape I found our long dead family dog in a square kitchen. I made sure all its doors shut tight to keep out the bats. The dog was alive but I didn't think to bring her with me. Outside looking up at the windows I saw a brother, father, a group of family members. I wrote a note on a page that was filled with print already to hold up for my brother to read. What about my bird dream?