Dream: Sealed
Was in some kind of a small library room where grandpa said he was leaving.I knew that for years he had contemplated on whether or not to write a book on his past. He always stopped writing, thinking that these are the horrors of the past, and nobody needs to re-experience them.
The next moment I was holding a wax sealed letter, really sad (crying) and disappointed. Instead of opening it, I folded the letter and poured it over with wax. Ended up with a wax cube that had the letter buried deep inside somewhere.
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