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Saturday, September 17, 2005
Dream from September 17, 2005
I am a slave in the ancient east (near China?) times (B.C. era). We're making coins out of a hot golden liquid metal, pouring it into molds. A master pours a drop of the molten-hot liquid onto my back. I scream.
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I am a slave in the ancient east (near China?) times (B.C. era). We're making coins out of a hot golden liquid metal, pouring it into molds. A master pours a drop of the molten-hot liquid onto my back. I scream.
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