I was talking to a group of people in my dream.
I had longer hair and looked a little older.
I recall there being a glowing light on my face
that came from the reflection of the glass window.
A man asked me my age and I replied, “I am one hundred and sixty three.”
He smiled and told me I look really young for my age.
“Not a day over 30!” he complemented me.
And the others in the group agreed.
I woke up and took a long glance in the mirror.


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