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Bull Monster Filters Out Nightmares

bull monster slumbers on the soft cloud of life without stress or concerns, with no kind of stife. his mama gave him the assignment all bull monsters want. he rolls in his dreams, and his lips give a grunt. does bull monster ever come down here? Asked my boy. no, he stays there to guide us, giving us gulps of great joy. he dreams our dreams first, filtering all of the nasties out. bull monster wants us to sleep soundly, not nightmare about.

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