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Ducks don't Fly that High....
ZeE


Age: 16
Sex: F
Location: some where out there

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I had dream about a duck that was flying by my house. it stood in front of my window and beat it's head against it.There were lot's of people at my house that I didnt know and the duck was getting stronger. It kept doing it and then glass was everywhere and it came down like rain. Raining Glass. I ran out the house and ducked behind a stair case... i was hiding from the light. As if it were an alternate universe and the light was bad and the dark saved you...

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