In one of last night's dreams, I was lying naked on my stomach on a sun-warmed fragrant (cedar, maybe?) wood deck, which was floating barely an inch above the level of the ocean. It was a gorgeous bay and a perfect day, and I was the only person in sight. The deck moved gently with the water. And the water spoke to me in a female voice, and it
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