smokingboot (
smokingboot) wrote2011-12-28 11:05 am
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Dream diary
In a hospital/home/clinic somesuch, suffering from something like Alzheimers...I was very very old. They were going to give me an injection that would help in some way. Clinic staff eating and drinking, it was going to be that afternoon. I realised they were going to give me a lethal injection, not out of cruelty...they were kind in a non-caring sort of way. I realised that all my life has been filled end-to-end with beauty.
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Been looking in the mirror again oh Girl Of My Dreams ?