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Before passing away they dream that funny dream. The one they can't quite remember. They remember the important events and the mundane and it all becomes very important to remember it all and as much of it as they can.
I am told I went to her wedding in a basket. I dont remember as I was just two month's old. That twenty year head start didn't seem so long. But last night that all changed. I've always had three brothers and three sisters and I suppose I always will. But we've always counted ourselves among the living.
We argued intensely over the meaning of life and the existence of god. Well Rhonda, who was right?
Say g'day to mom and dad if you see 'em.
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