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Dream where I am waiting for the pope to arrive on world youth day in the snow and it starts inexplicably raining cherries....cherries in which everyone starts to eat....
a blogg where all the dream characters dream too, after all, in the immortal words of Willy wonka, when wow you remind me of my ex-girlfriend Veruca doubted the veracity of a Snozzberry, "We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of a single dream...."