Welcome to the Dream Story I made. This is about the story of many people (who are actually like dots) who are in constant search of their place in this world and their happiness.
Friday
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It was cold that night but the dot didn’t mind. He was happy looking at the stars and counting them. “...28, 29, 30....there’s so much shining dots!” he smilingly said to himself.
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