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Last night I dreamed I met a man with golden tattoos of gears & rods all over his skin. He didn't speak, but I knew he wanted me to follow him. I held his hand & we walked together through a huge city. it was cold & the wind was moaning 7 screaming in my ears, but I kept a tight hold on the Gearman's hand & he lead me to the edge of a cliff. We jumped off & when we hit the water he immediately began to rust. I started to cry because I had never told him I loved him, & then I woke up, still crying.