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dreams about hair

Yesterday I had a dream, I was on the passenger sit next to a man that was driving a bus to the country side. While he was driving he was touching my hair in a very tender way.
Then we lay on the field with a book of poems, and he continue to touch my hair making little curls with it. When I woke up, I felt loved, maybe I already know this person. I only know that I want that kind of love.

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