i was sleeping and couldn't figure what was happening
i just had time to have a sip of water and run.... honestly i can't tell you what i was running from...neither i can tell you if the marshal was chasing me. but what can a marshal do if he's breaking your door. in fact the door was probably open. but what can a marshal be doing entering your home at that time in the morning. i can tell you it was a morning. it was morning, all right...
that day i speed it up. i was running like a southern wind. that was the last time i saw that place... and also the last time i saw that marshal.
well.... i thought it was a marshal, but it could just be my landlord with a hat. i still don't know why i run that fast
b, nice dream. better you turn yourself in... or sleep again
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