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Dreaming
Last night I dreamt of winning a million dollars—my toes in the sand on the beach and in the sun. I asked the waiter for el pollo, la leche, and strawberry lemonade propel. I looked around and saw Stephen King and Aaron Rodgers having a conversation. They were going into depth about some phenomenon of synesthesia. Rodgers had white Nike SB’s on and I asked him “what’d you say?” He talked about how he has a lot of free time in the offseason and how it’s been rainy. I told him I love the NFL and if he believes in the loch ness monster. He joked around and said there’s one right there. I looked towards the water and there was a great white shark. YNW Melly surprisingly appeared and said, “We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers.” I scampered away and I saw some dude rizzing up this girl. And on my walk away I saw a poster of Abe Lincoln in his top hat. A bright white flashed and I looked and there I was, back at my house by Lake Keesus
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