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I am a mystery even to myself.
A dream is when when your brain spills a box of thoughts.
When you forget the dream, your brain is cleaning up.
Written By: Just A Dream
August 13, 2019
PROMPT: Flash Fiction Competition 2019
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K. Marie Christen
Wow, this is quite good. I enjoy it. But whose father is the little girl's. is it he? I don't quite understand that part.
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