In my
dream
I saw
two trucks
One
was
spooky
and black
Another
was
polished
and golden
I
heard people
calling
from
the
golden truck
to
come there
for
tea and cake
I
heard people
calling
from
the
black truck
to come there
for
water and talk
The
delicious cake
would
be perfect
I
thought and entered
into
the golden truck
There
was no
cake
inside
just
people in white
who
decided
me to
kidnap
People
in gray
from
the black truck
came
to save me
quickly
and bravely
When
I woke up
I was
sure
the
dream had
something
to tell me
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