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I am utterly fascinated with my dream.
I died last night in my dream. It was weird. Who would think I would have liked such a thing? I was shot and killed, didn’t feel pain (died quick) and then I was in a sunny field filled with sunflowers with some man. The weird part: I woke up from it in an amazing mood. I don’t know what to make of it. I guess I hope that’s where I go when I die.
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