Dreams & Premonitions
Sep 25, 2019
2 minutes
A glowing man stood before me, a look of concern on his face. “I am sorry,” he said. “I can’t help her.”
I woke up abruptly and shot out of bed, my heart racing.
I rarely have dreams. When I do, I can barely remember them. But
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