Dream: The Cemetery of Excrement
I find myself walking through the streets of a small town. The place seems familiar to me in a vague way. It is summer time, the trees are full and green. The air is very still yet cool and comfortable, and although I see houses and parked cars, there is no movement, no people, no dogs barking in the distance, not even the chirping of birds.
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