Oh, dreams of my childhood, who have known me for 23 years, my subterranean nerve-endings from Oklahoma who have known me since I was pregnant with my first child… two years later, I still go to their graves to pray. I saw myself walking down a road looking up into the sky. In the sky I saw a little lamb being led by a dark man. The man led the lamb up to an arched doorway where it ascended a cecropia tree. The man rapped a quick code on the door and the lamb spoke: GO PUT A SHIRT ON; YOU LOOK LIKE 200 POUNDS OF BIRD SHIT!

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