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Reminded of A Series of Dreams

This one was started in 2011, and was really published in an anthology

Standing here on a wooded ridge feeling the fine drizzling rain in my face here in the North Country Fair, and feeling as if I had wiped the dust from my hands and the sleep from my eyes and being aware of changes taking place. As I find myself standing here and am reminded of when I stood in a dark doorway and looked out at that temple of life when I attempted to try and live my life upon the square as I looked to the sk...