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Dreams really do come true.
"There I've finished. Now chief I think you've taken all my energy for today." She gave the wooden painted statue a peck on the cheek, looked deeply in to his eyes, and said. "I wish you were real." She sighed, her life was lonely. She layed back in the bean bag staring at the Chief.

"Jayne, Jayne. It's time you woke up now, you've been asleep a long time." She awoke in the arms of the man made of wood, the man she had spent hours painting.

"But your not real."she stammered. "No the dream was when you were alone and I was but a statue." She held on tight.

Did dreams really come true?
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