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Aug 2015
If I say I dreamed about you.
You may be really great.
I maybe think you're really weird.
Perhaps it's you I hate.
Perhaps my dream was a nightmare.
Perhaps I woke up screaming.
You never really know what I mean,
If I tell you I was dreaming
This is a repost of a previous poem.
Cailey Weaver
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Cailey Weaver  22/F/Florida
(22/F/Florida)   
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