In my dream, a fairy told me, “It’s just memories. You can either flick it away or keep it in the memory bank” and hand me a handful of memory erasing dust. I took it and throw it away and said, “I’ll keep those memories thank you. Whether it’ll hurt me or haunt me or make me smile, I must learn to live with it coz it’s part of me from the past” and the fairy whispered, “I’m glad there is hope for you still” and I woke up.
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