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One of the few downsides to being awakened is that we no longer require sleep therefore we also no longer dream. It's a shame, because if I could dream, I know I'd dream about you.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
Sleep
Dream
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Awakened
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Shame
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