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| I had another dream where I realised it was a dream. I was walking somewhere on a beautiful sunny day in a group of people. | |
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| I walked over to one of the female peoples in the group and put my hands on her shoulders. She turned her head towards me and kissed me. | |
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| I remember being amazed at how tangibly warm and moist it felt for a dream. That thought, of course, woke me, though. I discovered my pillow had its share of warm drool. | |
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| STOP! STOP SHARING! For the love of anything, Anything, ANYTHING AT ALL that you believe in, quit now you bastage! If I could move I would strangle you! | |
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