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Jan 2016
they say you only dream of things your brain knows,
but i dream of holding your hand
and running my fingers through your hair.
i wake up startled
and struggle to breathe.

never mind.
i dont dream.
i only have nightmares.

a.h.d.
adrien
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   --- and cassidy
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