Nothing makes sense like sleep.
If you dream, the girl will come
and lie by you, as she was
at twenty, voice like a bird
just below the salt line
of the cognitive. In a yellow
pavilion on a field of deep grass.
If You Dream by J. Kyle Kimberlin is licensed under a
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Yes, it’s a picture of a small stone. My nephew got a handful of them from a kind docent at the LA County Museum of Natural History, and he gave this one to me. You were expecting maybe a yellow pavilion on a field? Video capture in my subconscious is on the fritz. It’s called g-Dream, and it’s still in Beta.
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