Dreams
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There are times that I woke up with a vivid dreams in my head. Some of those dreams came into reality. I am interpreting my own dreams and most of the times it's always right than wrong.
I actually wrote some of my dreams in a notebook but I lost it thus, I have decided to start writing it here to keep a memoirs of my dreams.
Psychology fact: If you remember you dreams when you wake up, it's not a dream, but a message. And I do believe that it is!
Can you relate to some of it? Please let me know! ☺️
Xoxo!
LT❤️
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