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I didn’t know you at all. But when you spoke of The Dream, I understood that I must have seen you before. I understood that the lifelong feeling I had that I was standing on the outer circumference of what was a large snow globe, an observatory, filled with sponge cakes and Christmas was in fact, not just my own isolated illusion. We are all standing around the edges, pressing our faces against the glass; maybe if we are close enough, we can see what The Dream is all about. Maybe I can be a part of it.

The globe is round, and I can see you watching The Dream too, through the glass, on the other side of the globe.

There is a whole world between you and me, but I can see you.




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