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In My Dream I was the Ocean

In my dream I was resting on a beach. I was enjoying the brilliance of the sunset and listening to the waves crashing and the smelly winds blowing. I asked myself if this were a dream and I suddenly became aware that it was. The awareness was sudden, like a bus drivers voice waking you up from a nap for your exit. I got excited with my lucidity and all the colors started glowing. The sounds of the waves crashing and the winds blowing grew louder and louder in my ear. Then I woke up to the loud crashing of the waves which turned out to be my own heavy breathing. 

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