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Once upon a midnight dreary. In a kingdom by the sea, All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. Receiving a phone call that there has been an accident. Arrive at the hospital and a death occurs. Ring Ring. Oh for the love of God, its past 2 am I grumbled, as I was awoken out of my sleep cycle by the relentless recurring sound of the telephone. Rolling over, I answered the phone in a quite appropriate manner, Read more . In This Dream I Was. Dressed in my favorite pencil skirt I clicked .

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