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Mar 2015
Last night I dreamt you loved me,
You whispered it,
Warm, and soft, and comfortable.
They say,
When you dream of someone,
They fell asleep thinking of you.
I hope that’s true.
I’d love to mean something to you.
(Say, did you dream of me too?)
Olivia Rose
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Olivia Rose  New York City
(New York City)   
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   Brianne
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