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  • Amazing things happen at night when I dream. I imagine everybody feels that way...
    What is strange to me, is how dreams communicate... they linger, wait, and finally they come out.
    I could be walking high up on a mountain, I could be next to a person I dont see anymore, or I dont even know...
    Weird things, dreams are a mix of thoughts and parts of myself, tiny little things that come together... at night, usually.

    As I write this, I remember what I dreamt yesterday... weird, peculiar dreams I can not wait to dream again.
    So at night, I can feel them crawling into my bed, waiting on my head, desperate to show what I want but can not see, what I want but do not know... What I truly wish but would not admit.

    Dreams are dreams...
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