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And the Japanese phlegm needs the businessmen
The businessmen don't hitch-hike
The dead woman lives
She lived a little bit of her life
I had a dream last night.
In the dream I was walking up a flight of stairs in the void.
I could faintly smell something burning.
The stairs beneath me are hard and black with sharp edges and reflect light some seemingly nowhere.
I can not see where they are leading.
But I as I looked I noticed that ahead of me there is another person walking.
I can not seem to reach them.
The air in this place seems thin and stale, so I stopped to catch my breath.
At the same time though the person ahead of me also stopped.
For some reason I turned around to look behind me and I saw another person.
But as I looked closer I recognized that it was myself...
And when I turned back there was no one ahead of me…
And I got the feeling that...
I had done all of this before.