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When I was a wee little boy, I had a recurring dream in which my parents and I were walking through a large building, and this giant mechanical arm came out of nowhere and picked me up. I was thrown through a tube made out of hula-hoops, some were on fire, some were frozen, it was like an antigravity chamber because I seemed to be floating. Then, I landed on a circular platform that rose up, and it came out of a hole in the floor right before the door to my room. then it ended. The part where I got picked up always scared the hell out of me. Also, I think I dream in colour, I always seem to note specific colours of things, I was told that only crazy people dream in colour; maybe I'm crazy.
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