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April 25th, 2013

A kid.

Dream-Me had a kid.

Dream-Me was, in fact, somehow, pregnant and about to have that kid.

Dream-Me was pensive and worried about how well I'd do by the kid once the kid was out. Dream-Me was hoping he'd be in the hospital at the right time to help the kid get out. Dream-Me wasn't thinking about the biologically dodgy fact of a human man being pregnant; Dream-Me was thinking about the people he's fond of and close to...and the people I'd like to be fond of and close to.

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