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"I want to tell guys something that is very bizarre. I want to know if this dream may mean something more powerful than what I can see, or if it's just me. I know it's something positive, but I don't know what it means exactly. I had a dream of a monster that almost looked like a dragon with a body of a snake, All black, Red eyes, And smoke roaring from it's nose. He had to be as big as a one story average sized home. It was just....evil, I can't explain that enough. I was afraid, I couldn't defend myself from the beast. I just froze in fear, then closed my eyes. Hoping that the beast would go away. Seconds later, I started hearing the monster scream out in agony, Pleading, And suffering. "What is going on?" I thought to myself. I opened my eyes to see a man with a sword inserted deep into the beast skull. The man was filled with armor of gold. Built like a soldier of war. He had wings of an eagle that stretched for miles. But the odd thing was....the man looked exactly like me. Same Features. Same built. Everything was Identical to me. I couldn't believe that I was looking into the eyes of myself killing that beast. The man pulled out the blade from the skull of the beast. He looked my way, then nodded his head. Then walked into the darkness and disappeared. I walked over to the lifeless creature, and as I got closer, it's body started disintegrating, and disappeared into thin air. I woke up after that not knowing what to think. I don't know what it means exactly. I just pray that it may be a sign of change."
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