The language of dreams

[webofevil]

As I already mentioned to chiller, I woke up the other morning from a dream, all of which had already dissolved into the morning air apart from this haunting refrain:

Invoice, invoice
Cloudy toy

Any ideas?

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[ex-cornfedpi814.livejournal.com]

It's your subconscious, wishing you still worked a Woolworth's head office.