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Dec 07, 2010 16:12

I had a dream, that I was back there. In the greenhouse. And all there was were me, and the dolls, and the birds. Everything was silent and grey. I couldn't sing. Even if I did, there was no-one there to hear me.

When I woke up, my body felt so cold.

the caged bird sings, a sky made of bars, sad little flower

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fierybluebird December 8 2010, 00:56:36 UTC
At least it's just a dream, eh.

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wirewings December 8 2010, 01:00:51 UTC
Yes...

It felt so real though. It was so silent.

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fierybluebird December 8 2010, 01:19:14 UTC
It was quiet back there?

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wirewings December 8 2010, 01:20:38 UTC
Not like that... I couldn't even hear the sound of my own voice.

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fierybluebird December 8 2010, 02:56:53 UTC
Strange... Is that a memory?

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wirewings December 8 2010, 03:21:45 UTC
No. It was like a nightmare.

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fierybluebird December 8 2010, 03:41:17 UTC
Understood.

At least you know it's completely not real.

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wirewings December 8 2010, 04:19:34 UTC
...If it were real, that would be terrible.

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fierybluebird December 8 2010, 04:22:20 UTC
Right, but it's not. See? I heard you.

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wirewings December 8 2010, 04:28:02 UTC
That's right.

Who're you?

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fierybluebird December 8 2010, 05:02:29 UTC
Marco.

Sorry for the late introduction, eh.

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wirewings December 8 2010, 05:09:11 UTC
It's alright.

I'm Sue. It's nice to meet you, Marco.

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fierybluebird December 8 2010, 05:30:50 UTC
You too Sue.

Been in this place for long?

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wirewings December 8 2010, 05:49:19 UTC
I came here last... Feburary.

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fierybluebird December 8 2010, 06:10:20 UTC
Quite a while then, though I'm told that's not too uncommon.

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wirewings December 8 2010, 21:23:48 UTC
No, I don't think it is. There are many people who have been here longer than me.

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