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Dreams of Beyond [#Wattys2018]
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#43- firstperson- 7/8/18
Chloe had dreamed. Dreamed dreams of unimaginable worlds and realms, as life soared past she was behind and left to dream. Never one to look out at the world around her, she looked to the worlds one couldn't see, ones of her own creation. She looked to the ones that lurked within dreams and the imagination, hiding behind the times your eyes close and drift off to slumber. However, they were always just that. Dreams.
But now she is never truly asleep.
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