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JanR
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They were in our house this time, eating our food, without permission or invitation. And they wouldn’t leave. Just helped themselves to everything.
I’ve had these dreams, before. A large crowd of strangers squatting on our land, on our deck, down in our daylight basement – and always refusing to leave when asked to do so.
This is unsettling. These dreams are recurring.
I’ve had these dreams, before. A large crowd of strangers squatting on our land, on our deck, down in our daylight basement – and always refusing to leave when asked to do so.
This is unsettling. These dreams are recurring.
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