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Dream of time, merry, partner, new

I had a dream of making merry for a very long time. With my new partner in life.

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of time in a dream

Irreversible. Continuity. Arrival or departure of feelings. Organizing your inner self.


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Meaning of merry in a dream

To dream being merry, or in merry company, denotes that pleasant events will engage you for a time, and affairs will assume profitable shapes.


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Meaning of partner in a dream

To dream of seeing your business partner with a basket of crockery on his back, and, letting it fall, gets it mixed with other crockery, denotes your business will sustain a loss through the indiscriminate dealings of your partner. If you reprimand him for it, you will, to some extent, recover the loss.


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Meaning of new in a dream

Year Change. Time. Ready for a new start.


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