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Dec 2015
Sometimes I lie awake in the middle of the night
And call images of you and I to sight

And then I long to hear again your voice
And as I dream of you I think I hear a noise

But then I remember that I was only dreaming of our goodbye song

And then I start to wonder, did I ever meet you or was I dreaming all along?
Gracie Knoll
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