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Created on: March 25, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
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It was a cold and gloomy night, electricity was faulty, and I've got nothing else to do so I went to bed. I did all the tricks that I knew of but I just couldn't fall asleep. Cold breeze from my window made an eerie feeling somewhere deep within, until finally sleep came. I knew it has because I begun dreaming. I dreamt that it was getting dark and that I need to go home to get some sleep and so I did and I went to bed and then I fell asleep, and then I begun to dream, and in my dream I saw myself sleeping and while sleeping I begun to dream and I dreamt that I was in bed that I it was already late in the evening and so I went to bed and then I went to sleep and so I did and I begun to dream and my dream was about me feeling very drowsy and very tired and that I went to my room, laid down on my bed and then I fell asleep and while I was sleeping I dreamt about myself coming from work very tired that I couldn't afford to eat my super and so I went straight to bed and then I fell asleep at once and while I was sleep I started dreaming and my dream was about myself sleeping and then I begun dreaming, I dreamt about myself sleeping and that in my sleep I was dreaming, I was dreaming that I was sleeping on my bed and in my sleep I had a dream and my dream was about myself sleeping and that while asleep I had a dream and my dream was about myself sleeping and in my sleep I was dreaming . . . .ringggggg, Oh it's my alarm clock, time to wake up. I wish I could sleep some more.
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