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The True King of the Ring

I had a dream I was in a ring,being boxed around by angels wings. This went on a many times,then it stopped by a beautiful chime. A sudden great force ushered me to my corner,where I took a minute to sit. Then once again the chime began and back out I went to get hit. I was being hit by a flurrryy of wings,when I found myself going down. When there he was in the middle of the ring,a bearded man in a long white gown. He counted me out 1,2,3, up to 8,9,10, then told me to rise and kneel before him and welcomed me to Heaven.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 10/30/2008 8:35:00 PM
What did you have to eat before you went to bed?? ... Sorry, but I have to LOL with this one!! I like what you did with the word "flurry" but I don't think it would get past the judges in a contest ... smile ... not that we're just here for contests ... anyway, keep dreaming and writing!!
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Date: 9/23/2008 5:11:00 PM
is the fight your metaphor for all the worldy trials we go through? original
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