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I dreamed of flying. First, I was simply jumping, each time getting a little higher, until finally I was flying over large red rocks and wood. It seemed to be a desert place, but the rich orange ...

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This is the name of a supermarket near me. Seems like despair. It makes me imagine a shop where they sell misery and disappointment, heartbreak, anguish and fear. Maybe across the street is Chee...

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It’s hard not to treat a relationship like an arm wrestling match at times. I find I want to have the upper hand in order not to be the sad loser in the end, even though they say that’s not love ...

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Why do people say: be yourself…? What else can you be?

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I dreamed I lost my son. When I found him, his father took him in front of a drugged out guy and he started dancing. In the end, all of us were line dancing and I met my cousin, who confessed “I...

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