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In my nightmare, I was creating a medicine for a girl who had been severely injured by a car collision. She lay in the hospital bed. Her family was worried. I mixed herbs that would help her heal. Then I gave them to her. She began to convulse, to shake. I was disturbed. She was dying.
In my nightmare, I was creating a medicine for a girl who had been severely injured by a car collision. She lay in the hospital bed. Her family was worried. I mixed herbs that would help her heal. Then I gave them to her. She began to convulse, to shake. I was disturbed. She was dying.