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Mar 2016
I dreampt of you before
I couldn't see your face
a shadow place
a shadow face
I dreampt of you once more
Who you are I do not know
Here you are again
You never show your face
You never speak a word
in the distance I do see
I see you standing there
a shadow place
a shadow face
Who are you to me?
Will you ever show your face,
or speak a word to me?
Connie Gross
Written by
Connie Gross  Edmonton
(Edmonton)   
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