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May 2016
I dreamed this morning of Alicia.
We met and she looked
Just like the last time I saw her alive
Sometime in 1991.

I looked the same too.
And we picked up
Right where we left off.

When I woke up
I realized
That I must have been dead.

There was no pain there.
Emily B
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Emily B  45/F/Kentucky
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