Rowdy’s Dream Blog #347: When The Aliens Come We Sleep On The Grass

Brutus De Cervantes
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RowdyÕs Dream Blog #347: When the Aliens Come We Sleep on the Grass
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My sister and I sleep on the grass in the front yard of our childhood home. The whole town has been abducted by aliens. They fly north overhead in lighted cylinders in long procession. The grass around us grows long.
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