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Dec 2014
morning breaks through
more dreams of the same
and I whisper to you another night terror

the room is too cold you breathe
and pull me closer to your warmth
into the sunlight

dreams of horror
when your touch is so near

perhaps in life when you have everything
sadness is always a dream away
waiting to be felt
Mallory Davis
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Mallory Davis  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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