Pure Joy and Poetry
Saturday, July 20, 2019
Cheated, May 3 2019
I dreamed this morning about a man giving me his baby to hold. It was a dear baby, a boy, light brown and with a large forehead. But the father really wanted to distract me so he could loot my purse.
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