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Dream of painting

Being tuaght mathematics and painting of pencils with brushes

This dream was added to the dreams database first time 12 years ago on March 27, 2013

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of painting in a dream

Creation. Joy without profit. Transformation. Wish for a change or improvement of some sort.


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