had a dream when the earthquake attacked.
it was a dinner party/show. we're served fruits and sweets.
but the theme was about war and and massacre in nanjing, 1937
the boy of a well known name on the stage was in tears when he said his line,
(huge tear drops came non-stoppingly from his amazingly big round eyes)
with images of wars flashing as backgrounds.
the audience talked about how long they've been waiting for the show,
but the boy never even utter a note.
el fin.
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