Dream 1
Black leather couches, backwards. Forwards.
A man in a suit walks to me, backwards. Forwards.
The lights flicker on, backwards. Forwards.
I don't know why, but I scream, backwards. Forwards.
Finally, time starts in it's regular order, forwards.
Backwards.
Denisa
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