Somewhere in the place between asleep and just barely getting there, I had a vision a few nights ago, and I felt I needed to share it. I saw myself in a giant wheat field. The grain was thick on the stalks, almost to the point of them beginning to droop. I walked through them, feeling them rush past my hands. I could see in the distance a few people using a sickle to cut the wheat. They were…
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