The best loved dream
I dreamt that I was walking beside the Prophet Mohamed, inside his masjid, in paradise.
Upon his right side, was the beautiful wall's of marble blue. Upon the left side, was a courtyard of what I did see, from a high balcony.
We walked together, of what words' he spoke, then I turned left through a fazed door, back into the world of the living. I agreed with the words' he spoke, as I made my way back through, to the dull world.
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