I dreamt.
Thrice.
They were a series of related events.
With you and I as the main characters.
It was nice.
You are different.
You are nice.
You did something that you will never do in real life.
I am the same.
Weird.
But nice serial dreams.
Like watching movie.
A Love Movie.
Wow.
okay. Maybe its me who is the weird one..
/edit/ Dreams are the inverse of the reality.
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