three cents

Again a familiar dream. I see three pennies lying on the road. I know they are for me. They are dirty and one is partially embedded in the warm road tar. I awake, remembering that scene.

Again I see the same three pennies, knowing I’d seen them earlier. This time I remember picking them up. :end of dreams

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