John Lennon's Dreamers
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I've decided to help pick up where John Lennon left off. I remember his legacy as a dreamer, he is and was never the only one. I AM A DREAMER and I know "I'm not the only one". Are you a dreamer? Let me know, I'll add you to John Lennon's Dreamers.
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