LINDA MARY MONTANO
Friday, December 8, 2017
DREAM
DREAM
Dream: "He looked back, her face was red with grief? Shame? It didn't stop him. The snow was up to his waist. He heard her calling to him: "I'm crying tears of honey. Tears of honey!" He zig zagged but didn't stop.
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