When we dream we ask: what? We ask the question nobody’s asked, even day dreams. We ask. What do we ask, can I have a lollipop, a car, a wish, and even a car wash. The car does sometimes. But what of dream land, it brings us to places we’ve been and want to redop, and then redonet, then redone we sleep and are satisfied. It brings us to places we want and then places we’ve never been and want to. So what’s wrong with that, take a risk and do a lollipop for a kid or a carwash with them, or even alone. What ever it takes to get the groovin goin, out of the groove but into one that’s what, ok, dreamt, or even dreamland, meanin happenin and can’t believe it’s true.
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