The Dream Jurnal
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Última publicación dom, mar 3, 2024
A series or log of dreams over time. Thay range from romantic stories, to tails of horror, or revenge. Some are heartfelt and others of tragedy. All are real dreams the wrighter had and are now being told. Dreams are said to have meaning. Thay are also said to tell a story benight what is anishionaly read. the story of the person dreaming there thoughs and ideas there dreams and fears. Dreams are something to fear and treasure. I hope you injoy the dream journal.
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