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Nov 2015
sometimes, I dream of a hero.
To take me a way.
He'll come in the dead of night,
Save me from the fight,
Make me all shiny and new.
He will take the window, away to a new land,
Where no one knows me, and I don't need to make a stand.
One day, my hero will come,
Taking me far away.
Meredith Nelson
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Meredith Nelson  The U.S.
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