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It's all black and white, everything. A stone sidewalk, with older cars buzzing through the streets. I look down to see polkadot fabric, and touch my hair to feel a neat up do adorning the back of my head. I'm walking down the stone sidewalk as I study the crumbling buildings around me. Suddenly I stumble upon a crowd gathered in the street. My eyes connect with a man across the way. Everything is black and white, except the mans red badge around his military jackets left arm, and his crimson red hat. He smiles and comes towards me. He begins to speak, but I can never quite catch what he's saying. His lips don't match any English words, and no matter how much I concentrate I can't quite make out the robotic, hushed English that fills my head. He suddenly grows flustered with me and storms off away and that's when I wake up, feeling depressed for weeks.

I was seated in a hall talking with my friend.the sky was clear and there was a clear cloud in form of a teddy bear.but the lips were moving.suddenly it turned into a moon.inside the moon was an image of a setting sun.then a ring of stars started forming around the moon.then a big storm was approaching but it was divided into two.half of it was dark and the other half was lighter.suddenly i was home trying to run away from the storm but i could not find neither my mother nor my brother.

In my dream, I found myself standing on a small hill. I was surrounded by other small hills all around me. The grass was exceedingly green and the sky was dark with storm clouds. Only... the sky was a pale pink, not gray. I remember feeling so at peace as I walked up and down the rolling grassy hills. Suddenly as I walked down the last hill I came into a valley with what looked like a small city carved into the natural stone. I walked through the pathways carved in the stone, room after room, hallway after hallway. Finally I reached the end and walked into the center of the city. There were cobblestone streets, and dead trees on every corner. The trees were painted a royal blue. I remember touching them and thinking how warm and safe I felt there. I know it doesn't sound like that relevent of a dream, but I find it strange how at home I felt there, how peaceful, and how strangely beautiful it all was. I just want to know what it could mean, and why the most beautiful place I've ever seen, has only been seen when my eyes are closed.

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