Dreamt that my dad had some large, corporate sponsored office, a
skyscraper. He may have been doing some shady stuff, because I think we
were involved the the trafficking of rare animals and plant. I think he
had twin elephants with matching birthmarks, and plants that I'd never
seen before. And I think something went wrong, because the elephants
died.
Random thoughts on most things from A. M. Craig.
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