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Once I had a dream. It began in a little brown sawali house on the side of a hill. Inside, lying down on a cot by the kitchen, was a woman, sewn together. She was made up of four parts. I would go to that little house to do some work and always I would look at that woman who looked so sick. I thought she would die but she did not. Then one day, when I arrived they were partying in the house. There she stood, tall and straight, smiling, cheerful, so alive again. The woman was me.
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