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Dancing tango, three steps forward, two steps back. I¡¯m a dancing queen. Looks are deceiving because of the hidden ability that I have. I don¡¯t know how it came about. But I know that there is a psychedelic connection in my dreams. I love cute things, but I love to smell anything and everything cute. Somehow, it is a motivation for me to dream dreams of joy.
Synopsis of yesternight¡¯s dream:
The burning sensation of his lungs was spreading like fire. The pant, the sweat, the rhythm, it did not stop him. There I was, a spectator in the midst of the crowds, his guardian angel. He was going to die if he did not stop. I knew. But I could not do anything. Nothing.
His muscles ached with strain, the voice of frustration as the ball bounced off the hook when he furled the ball. From the corner of the court, an opponent came, charging like a bull, ready to play foul to knock him down. His lungs was pounding against his chest, his breath came in short, rapid rasps. Each breath was like a rush of life. He knew he could not hold on anymore. But looking around him, he saw the faces of his team mates, all were weary, but determined. The only thing that kept them going was their will, and their trust in God. He could not give up. With a sudden burst of energy, he went forth, and the opponent charged faster with fury. In just a fraction of second, something would happen¡ |
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Female 22 years old |
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22 years old |
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MUI MEI MEI |
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Dream Queen |
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Dreams Inc.© |
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Appreciating yesternight¡¯s dreams today. |
