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Another Tyrannosaurus Dream

I dreamt that I was being chased by a Tyrannosaurus rex again. Why do I keep dreaming about that?
This time it all happened at home in my apartment. Hm, I wonder how a huge T-Rex managed to fit in my living room...? Well, anyway, it did. And it wanted to eat me and I tried desperately to escape. How it all ended I don't know because I woke up while I was still being chased.

Josefine

@Josefine

I'm a 19 year old girl from Sweden with a huge love for film, photography and writing :)

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