By soozaday

Before the Sun Hits

Awoke with a start from a dream of being trapped in some kind of flying living room, everyone assuring me that it was safe, but don't they feel how it is careening, don't they know there is no pilot? Make of that what you will, the front yard was twinkling with last night's raindrops when I went out to get the paper.

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