Visited by a child aged Mozart in a dream. He had this room filled with “music boxes” made of wooden fruits and vegetables. Each box played a melody associated with the fruit or vegetable. I asked him if I could have the apples and oranges for Keri and so he wrote down the music notation from old tattered notebooks for me to give her. Then I woke up.

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