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Gate Of Horn

"Stranger, dreams are very curious and unaccountable things, and they do not by any means invariably come true. There are two gates through which these unsubstantial fancies proceed; the one is of horn, and the other ivory. Those that come through the gate of ivory are fatuous, but those from the gate of horn mean something to those that see them."

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Sunday, June 26, 2005

My mother coyly mentions a poem she heard (from a little bird) I wrote about her, titled "World War 2". Denial & discomfort ensue.
Posted by HiveMind at 7:13 PM
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