My dad tells me about a dream he had shortly after I was born.
He´s in the hallway walking past by the front door. It´s ajar.
Reaching out to close it he spots a man with a drawn gun
standing right outside.
My dad tells me about a dream he had shortly after I was born.
He´s in the hallway walking past by the front door. It´s ajar.
Reaching out to close it he spots a man with a drawn gun
standing right outside.
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