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Beginning again
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The motorcycle ride not taken
By Bobby Neal Winters
The dream always begins the same. I am tied to the ceiling. I look at my body and notice it is the shape of a stylized sheep, made of cardboard, and covered with crepe paper. Looking down I see someone coming at me who is blindfolded and flailing madly with a long stick. After flailing around for a while, I see he is turned toward me with the stick drawn back. Then he swings...
http://morningsun.net/stories/082305/lif_20050823006.shtml
Or
The motorcycle ride not taken
By Bobby Neal Winters
The dream always begins the same. I am tied to the ceiling. I look at my body and notice it is the shape of a stylized sheep, made of cardboard, and covered with crepe paper. Looking down I see someone coming at me who is blindfolded and flailing madly with a long stick. After flailing around for a while, I see he is turned toward me with the stick drawn back. Then he swings...
http://morningsun.net/stories/082305/lif_20050823006.shtml
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