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Dream Reality

Dream Reality They gave him a pacemaker a few more years of life to hang on to even if life is restricted and cha, cha is out of bounds and it is easier to walk on asphalt- He sees the nature trail he once followed to a small forest lake but never tells that once he saw a mermaid there and she had no fishtail. Truth and fantasy have merged in his mind. Only when sadness hurts do he looks up and sees the rope hanging from a beam. A rope fit for a tyrant, only the finest hemp. Pacemaker, to be kept alive by a battery...he smiles.

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