At 1111 am, heard the three black girls who sang the National Anthem. Knew they were going to sing harmony. March on 50th Anniversary of MLK.
Long ago, I had a dream. I traveled through a darkened space tunnel. To my right was another traveling angel.
I opened my eyes to heaven. I was a standing angel. I looked at my hands and could barely see my feet.
Before me were fluffy, puffy clouds of white. Behind me was a stone wall of infinite breadth.
To my right was a little Cherub angel behind this wall. We regarded each other.
I set my gaze before me again and saw spots of brownish clouds. I closed my eyes and set myself within Flynn.
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