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2010-11-01 - 9:53 p.m. I dreamt I died last night. I joined a gang of ghosts, invisible to the living, roaming around the real world. I watched over my living friends (in a friendly poltergeist way). Flipped a chair, hovered above them as they went about their days. They were so sad missing me, but B finally got the idea that I was still with him. He smiled and laughed. I woke up twice during the course of the whole dream. Once laughing, then crying.
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