" I placed a dead bird with a broken neck into a nest I made out of sticks, I said some prayers, immediately bugs started crawling on it and flies started eating its eyes. So the bird was lying on its side in the nest and the next day I fell asleep in a cemetery. I was also lying on my side, among the sticks, looking at the graves with my ear to the grass. Bugs started crawling on me and I imagined I was the bird from yesterday, and then I fell asleep. I dreamt I saw a beautiful angel, kneeling and praying with its eyes closed. Oh no, they're open, just looking down."
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-Kennedy