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I can remember her face in my dream. Her feature is somewhat brave, prominent jaw line and thick brows but pretty. She’s taller than me; her face was so vivid in my dream. Built is bigger though not fat, just big. I can almost paint her if I just know how. The woman I married in my dream. She was wearing maroon floral long blouse or something Malaysian like. But with hijab, wow what a wonderful dream! She’s submissive and positivist. Too opposite with her features That she just took my reprimands, lightly. She's so clear to me. I am feeling she exists. I just don't know from what era or where. But in my dream, it was her who went to me for a marriage. And that I've been waiting. Indeed weird! She was walking in a foot bridge coming to me. She is with a guy, probably her brother or cousin. But not seem to be her dad though. Oh my wife in a dream! But I forgot when I was dreaming! I just knew that she's Tausug because we both speak in Sinug. But grew up and raised somewhere here. I do hope I find her. That’s it. But some of my dreams come true. Good luck to me! This is a story of someone’s dream named FS and shared to me.

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Date: 1/28/2014 8:20:00 PM
Neldy, well expressed....SKAT
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Date: 1/28/2014 2:34:00 AM
You write about an interesting dream.
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