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My mother had recurring dreams of hearing a baby cry in the attic of her house. When she would go up to check there was this big beautiful baby lying there smiling.

When she was in her 60s she related this recurring dream to her sister for the first time and it turns out she had exactly th same recurring dream. Had it all her life just like my mother. Strange?

Dreams and the reason for are fascinating.

Enjoyed your post.

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Brian Dickens Barrabee
Brian Dickens Barrabee

Written by Brian Dickens Barrabee

Very much involved with the world and likes nothing better than writing about its absurdities. Award winning author who guarantees a laugh or two a story.

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