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Lenny Smith's avatar

I was just imagining waking-up this morning and discovering that my bed was not a bed. I was laying in two enormous hands, with huge fingers, almost the way one might hold a kitty or a puppy or a baby, while smiling at the baby and making cooing sounds. Was I dreaming? Or, perhaps, could it be that not being held and whispered to like that is the real dream?

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You're the best, man.

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