a search of my mind reveals a dream i kept in a green plastic box underneath my bed. i didn’t think anyone would find it there. but you know how technology is now. nothing is really safe, not even your thoughts apparently. maybe if i go into the forest when it’s raining, and download my thoughts into a rainbow, the leprechauns would safeguard it until i get back.
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