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My Dreams

We all dream sometimes. But I dream all the time. What are your dreams? 

But before that, I'll tell you my dreams! When ever I dream, I run around, sit in one place or lie on the the bed. If I was in my grandparents' house, I'd be swinging. 

You know what I dream of? I'll dream of poems and stories for this Blog, I'll imagine of a rainbow and I'll slide down it, I'll imagine of my own cartoon series, or about how I was created, how I got my nose, eyes face and other non-fiction things. 

I always dream. My mom thinks I'm idle dreaming. But I dream of useful things. Dreaming is my favourite thing to do. I can't stop dreaming, it's really true! It's my favourite thing to do. Ok, it's time for you! Come on now! Share your dreams!😇😇

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  1. T.SrinivasanSeptember 25, 2020 at 12:13 PM

    Dream best things. Dreaming is self redeeming. Divine Dreams are good. Dream divine and you will prosper.ok.fine write up.

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  2. T.SrinivasanSeptember 25, 2020 at 10:10 PM

    Wow your writing drives me to sleep so that I can also have some dreams . ofcourse we can dream even when we are awake also it's all about our thoughts as you rightly said.you are born writer.
    From: Pushpa patti

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