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Last night a little girl came into my dream. She was tiny, with blonde curls. We were in the midst of some festival. She ran along a wooden planked walkway that lay across the green. When she reached the end, she fell flat on her face. It was a comical sight, this little person and her faceplant in the grass. I went to her, picked her up, hugged her, and tried to kiss it better. After a moment, she grabbed me by both sides of the head--her tiny fingers curled around my ears--shook me, and told me 'just tell me I'm going to be alright.' I was momentarily taken aback by this tiny person who knew exactly what she needed, and exactly how to ask for it. After a moment I looked her in the eye and said 'you're going to be alright.' A blissful grin spread across her face and she ran off to play.