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Dream #2,136

There was a Bible Verse: blessed is the unborn child that gains knowledge and knows no plotting.  That ethical hacker stole my Works and is attacking and stealing once again… first thing in the morning. It was fine, the dream, not my favorite. I wasn’t confused but I know Jessi still has wine from time to time. Caitlin was drinking lastnight…: Zander Thomas met up with a few of my friends and Bryson Dechambeau was in it. It wasn’t a lucid dream and I felt in control just from 1st person, watching😍. All I know is we both Love Children with an everlasting love.  He has “Big,” and I don’t gesticulate. He says (The Lord Jesus) “Children are Precious.” I agree! 😘🌱🍃🕊🐑🐑🐑

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