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Emily Heaps Aug 2014
I had this need for you
That was pulled back by the fear of loosing you.
Not wanting to hear the sad sound of goodbye.
I dreamt of a future that could not exist.
I had dreams of late mornings and coffee cups.
Late night walks and spoken thoughts
But dreams are for the lonely and the world doesn't owe me a story.

— The End —