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I had a bad (sad) dream this morning. 

It was about a man. A man leaving. I think I know who it was, the one I loved this year.
But honestly, it could have been any number of them.

Normally I'd write about it. Some lengthy blog, a short story, a poem or epigram.

This morning I opted for a different creative outlet.
Thank you, Adobe Fresco and Adobe Premier Rush.

Sigh.