Monday, March 26, 2007

The Milkman's Dream




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He often awoke to find himself standing in the weeds and dirt outside the fence, staring up into the sky...




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The sad music of his loneliness drew all sorts of creatures out of the dark night. They crouched in a loose circle in the shadows to watch him weep...




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