Dreams are a most extraodinary thing. They can be happy, sad, scary,
or even deadly, you never know. They are so unpredictable, and yet so
ratifying. No one knows where they really come from. But if they came from any
place, I think it would have to be the stars. I believe there is a star in the
sky for everyones dreams, and a twinkle for everyones thoughts. Here is one
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an end, I lay down in the
sand, and look at the stars.....
After that point, I wake up. Until this day, that dream still puzzles
me. What was the girl supposed to represent? Why did my dream start out
so dark, so evil? I still often have dreams about some of those same events,
but each time my questions grow. That was one of my dreams, one of my
stars, one of my thoughts.