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My dreams are about Animals
My dreams are animals.
They run away when I try to hold them.
They swallow me up and next thing I know I'm in the deepest, darkest forests.
They get me muddled up with what's real life and what's not.
They run around and around and all of a sudden they disappear into the dark forests and I'm left all alone.
It feels like they continue forever until . . .
I wake up.
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