She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
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whats your name?
its good
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged