I had a strange dream last night.
I dreamed that I was inside of an old church. It was a little run down--there was a hole in the ceiling, although not a whole lot of light shone through there--and a bed of flowers underneath that, growing where the wooden floor had worn away. The place looked otherwise abandoned, although everything else seemed
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...Oh really.
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Uh.... huh.
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You certainly do love flowers, mmm?
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Yes, yes, they do, don't they~? I can tell~ I can tell~
Your soul seems to resonate with them~ I am quite surprised to see such a thing, in fact~
Though I must admit you have a very cute soul! Very, very, yoho~
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Uh.. thank you!
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Have you figured out if it was just a dream, or truly a memory?
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