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Dream of city, escape, female, prison

A city turned into a prison for both male and female no fences but so far away no one can escape I live there in every dream I have

This dream was added to the dreams database first time 5 years ago on May 28, 2020

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of city in a dream

Ambition Civilize order. Culture. Conclusion of hopes. To dream that you are in a strange city, denotes you will have sorrowful occasion to change your abode or mode of living.


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Meaning of escape in a dream

To dream of escape from injury or accidents, is usually favorable. If you escape from some place of confinement, it signifies your rise in the world from close application to business. To escape from any contagion, denotes your good health and prosperity. If you try to escape and fail, you will suffer from the design of enemies, who will slander and defraud you.


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Meaning of female in a dream

Female women. To dream of women, foreshadows intrigue. To argue with one, foretells that you will be outwitted and foiled. To see a dark-haired woman with blue eyes and a pug nose, definitely determines your withdrawal from a race in which you stood a showing for victory. If she has brown eyes and a Roman nose, you will be cajoled into a dangerous speculation. If she has auburn hair with this combination, it adds to your perplexity and anxiety. If she is a blonde, you will find that all your engagements will be pleasant and favorable to your inclinations.


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Meaning of prison in a dream

Punishment. Lack of freedom. Confinement. Ask yourself what have you done wrong.and need to correct. To dream of a prison, is the forerunner of misfortune in every instance, if it encircles your friends, or yourself. To see any one dismissed from prison, denotes that you will finally overcome misfortune. See Jail.


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