I watched a head go through the car window and found a mini stream of reality that was only this event and truly I was waiting for my father to change the tyre of a vintage car whilst driving through a war conflict area.In my dream I became a female witch with my Mum and I saluted an overseas Emperor
with my love until my schooling caught dread attention of a boy whom taught me the way to be after the stealing of a gun and a hit I did to his lip after only words.I shared a room with a Cunningham child whom transcribed his doings with the towns virgins onto a place above my wrist whenever he shook my hand but I never knew his code.The other roomate,a Mettalica singer had a sister whom I liked except that her if being Grace from the Sullivans would have been to close a relative to make it with and Joani Cunningham had also kept her underpants on for me that year.The police never found out that I knew they knew I did not know that they shot me dead at the age of twelve.It was so cold at college that I took all my clothes of and I could have been anyone as I was so slim.Or a ghost.
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