The Ultimate Dictionary of Dream Language

My Father’s visit

I never met my father since he passed before I was born. Just like anyone who has never met their passed parents, I was curious to know who he was and what he looked like. One night I had a dream where a handsome Chinese gentleman with a white streak that ran through his hair stood in front of me. I spoke to my mother about the gentleman with the streak in his hair, and with that detail, she verified it was my father.

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