86: MY DREAMS BECOMES TRUE

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I have felt what it's like to be in love, to love and to be loved, in my dreams.
And that feeling still makes me feel alive to this day.
How beautiful it was. Like a lucid dream.
Because I knew I was dreaming.
Such a pure think like Love is rare is reality but
A good habit in dreams.

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