Write about a dream you remember.
When I was young, I dreamt that I was in a church waiting to walk down the aisle. I was wearing a beautiful white dress and veil and carrying a bouquet of white lilies and roses. I was so happy. I was marrying the man I had loved for a long time.
The music started, and before I started down the aisle, I looked to my left, and there was the man I loved! Startled, I asked him what he was doing there, in the vestibule. He said his best friend, the groom, invited him.
Then I woke up.
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