“Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird,
That cannot fly.”
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death.
We all do it so lets share it.
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When was eleven or twelve years old when the dream occurred. I stood in the clouds with many. there was no sight of myself or anyone else there was only hands. Each hand in hand of all different…Continue
Just a couple weeks ago I had a peculiar dream...was at a party and there was a man I didn't know and we didn't get a long too well. We argued and I do not recall what we argued about. After the…Continue