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  • For a long time I would go to bed early
    hoping that I would return to the sensual dream
    certain that my dutiful rest would be rewarded
    with a sweet - not sobbing - shuddering awake
    only to discover the obscure reality of my nightly pleasures
    was finding its way into my day
    black into white, white into black
    rising early to encourage the reality of my dreams
    sleeping in sweet restful hope of the coming dawn
    gently nudged awake by your whispering call
    "it's time...it's time...come gaze upon me now
    before I change forever...'
    For ever will I know the sweetness of this moment
    Again?

    ...........

    Experiment #3. Collective writing. Exquisite Corpse 2.0.
    1. Sprout this story.
    2. Copy/Paste my story. Continue it.
    3. Someone will sprout your story, and continue it from there.
    4. If two people sprout the same story, two branches are created.
    5. Add the instructions below your story, so that people know what to do with it.
    Let's write the story together!
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