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Then, all of a sudden in the dream, the Wabbit changed into a white wabbit. The Wabbit knew it was him, even though it did not look like him. He was lying in a toy shop window amongst some toys. In the dream, the Wabbit was sleeping but every so often a hand would crash the keys of a piano - and it was so loud and such a surprise that the white wabbit would wake up with a start. Then the Wabbit did wake up to find himself at home. It was good to be awake!