Another Snake

T TaMaRa HaNaRiNg ,(((( PaLeSTiNe))))FreedOm Flottila .
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(few days back I saw A big snake in my dreams, the same snake which was in this poem about to hurt me tomorrow..29/09/09..9am) THE SNAKE At the right UNDER SHELF...silence THERE IN A BOX ready TO BITE .................................................... ......................................................... ME AND SHE WENT TO THERE without key... BUT FOR ME ALWAYS DARE NEVER BEEN HYPOCRITE every thing was clear, every scene was bright ..one bird and a hen...............patients families, another couple of snakes but smal were there in the sight.. the small bird was smart, watching there from apart for a call the other girl did she go for a one as i guess was snake but little tall on the desk 254 I did write, no drohan was at all an error..then a line very light i drew he was the one whom forced them to put a sign but for me I refused as I used to..with no fight ......................................................................................................................... WITH NO SOUND MY SCREEM..... HELP AND HELP NO ONE HEARED AS IT SEEMS KNOCKING WINDOWS... KNOCKING DOOR WHILE THE SMALL FLOATING THERE ON THE FLOOR NO ONE HELPED... NO ONE DARRRRRRRRRRRRE THE BIG ONE STAYED STILLLLLLLLLLLLLLL SLOWLY MOVING WANT TO KILLLLLLLLLL HER STOMACH WANT TO FILLLLLLLLLLL THEN THE HEN WAS SWALLOWED my friend was the hen...............my friend was the bell............. ....................................................... ONE OF THE BIG CAME HE WAS WATCHING KILLING GAME the small one with no tail while the remained colored pale EVERY THING TURNED TO HELL WITH MY SHOES I CRUSHED MANAGER FACE WAS FLUSHED The cute bird was smart, watching there from a part NOW THE BIG READY TO BITE BUT MY BEACH SHE CAN'T REACH CAN'T REACH THE MINd's HIGHT as for me always given anti dot my dreams warning me, always right, always hot NOW I'M READY FOR THE SHOT not for me..but for her..isthe WHITE... colored black is her DOT DROHAN254....30/01/07 a dream about a true story..i was the small bird..my friend was the hen...the snakes were the one who made a trap for her, she was a victim, stabbed by many as she dared to say no......the same snakes tried many times to kill me but always my dreams warned me and made me ready for any shot................the dream is described exactly as it was.........................................still i have that pain my friend...

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