A dream isn’t a fantasy it’s a well lived world, one in which you can walk blind and
still know where to go. There are no boundaries on where you run, whom you meet
or what you can do. Your dreams tell everyone who you are. A true dream is
when you have a sense of touch, smell, hearing, sight and emotion. In which you
can feel your platinum wings unfurl in the sweet smell of a flower perfumed breeze,
listening to the winds rush through the thick stubborn branches of an old oak tree...
While you’re watching a calming purple-orange sunset fall in the west, you
laugh and share this beautiful scene with all of your closest friends, keeping this
amazing world in your heart. Bring along everyone for there are no such things as
trespassers, liars, hate, distrust, diseases or famine. The eight to twelve hours that
you close your eyes is crossing the line of reality into a better one.
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Kougasha's Memories.
Storys of my childhood when I find out about them.
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