I just awoke with a start. I dreamt that I had died and was at my own funeral, not just as the corpus delecti, but as a mourner. The only problem was that there were no other mourners there but me! Is that what I have in store for me? Lonely, alone,broken and unloved. Why do we dream these dreams?
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