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  • This is my great grandmother's dream book, passed down through the family to my Aunt. It's small and worn, oily at the edges where her fingers thumbed through and falling apart a bit at the binding from long years of constant use.

    I wonder if she considered herself knowledgeable about dreams, or was just very interested in them. Perhaps she feared what she dreamed and planed her life through superstitious apprehension or hope.

    I have no tangible idea of who she was or what she was like as a person. All I know about her is her name, Elizabeth Ann, that she was from Harrogate, that her father was a Market Gardener, that she married at twenty years of age, and that she clearly treasured this book and must have used it often.

    I wonder through her life, how many of her dreams came true?
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