 | Many years ago my grandparents lived on the South side of my home town,
but within the last few years I believe urban renewal razed
their house in the neighborhood.
Within a short time later I dreamt of being on the front porch of the
same house, trying to peer in a window because no one was inside to
open the door. I has a very strange feeling, knowing they were
deceased.
There was a sort of dark pall which made me ill at ease.
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